The 12 inch heel, the confident gait, The measured steps, the sudden halt, The blush on cheeks, the smoldering eyes, The hands on hips, head held high, The silken gown, barely there, A tilt of neck, balanced well, The sultry glance, timed right, Perfect half twirl, played twice, With a graceful swirl, she turns back. The world looks on with stolen breath, Oohs, aahs, applauds, encores. The showstopper’s yesterday, Now hangs in a gallery, Fading parchment, guarded unnecessarily. No shadows of glamour come a-chasing, For vacant eyes and sagging skin, For shattering illusions, hanging questions, Am I never going back? Linking with The Mag : Mag 147 Linking with Write on Edge : The Red Writing Hood - The Gallery Linking with My blog can beat up your blog : 100 Word Song : Never going back to Ok Linking with The Velvet Verbosity : 100 Words - Breath
1st person is hard to write sometimes - the nuns used to frown upon it . . . when I am writing letters and see "i, I, I, I" I wince because I'm expecting a ruler over my knuckles. :)
ReplyDeleteYou did a great job!
Thank you Barbara. I so agree. 1st person can be so hard to write in.
DeleteBeautifully written- home is where the heart doth lie.
ReplyDeleteI love the way you say it, Rambly. Thank you so much.
DeleteTrue-there is too much of self-centredness around & a mom's lap is one secure & safe place to be.Wish all of us can have such a safe haven where we can unburden ourselves & feel loved.Beautifully written:-)
ReplyDeleteThank you so much for such kind words on the post.
DeleteA simple statement told in a very creative way. About time we shared more and thought of others more; comfort of home to unburden is seriously underrated when it is much needed. x
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Lizzie. Your words are so encouraging and inspiring.
DeleteThis is really beautiful in it's simplicity Ruby.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much for such sweet words.
DeleteThere is not a more peaceful place than home. Beautiful writing.
ReplyDeleteI second this thought totally. Thank you Deana
DeleteThis is a very real and lovely sentiment. Well done!
ReplyDeleteThank you Lumdog. It is so heartening to hear such kind words from you.
DeleteAs for me, myself, and I.
ReplyDeleteWe all long to go back to a time
Where we didn't have to worry about anything.
A time when we had love all around us,
From the only one who could give it without any reservations.
Wonderful FSF endeavor for this week
I loved your version more. Thank you so much.
DeleteTHANKS Ruby for your KIND COMPLIMENT
DeleteI couldn't tell from your writing that it was difficult. Lovely as always.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Tara. It is so good to have your support.
DeleteThe feeling of longing for comfort is so strong in this piece. Lovely job.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much
DeleteExcellent use of FSF prompt. I love the sentiment as yes, how we would all still love the comfort of our mother's lap at times. Lovely work.
ReplyDeleteA beautifully expressed sentiment so easy to relate to, how often we wish we could return to the simple days of childhood and the comfort of a mother's unconditional love!
ReplyDeleteThank you so much
DeleteSuch a lovely piece of writing! I still get that longing for my mother's lap sometimes. Wonderfully done!
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Suzzane.
DeleteDespite a fully -lived life of my own, I always enjoy going home to be with my Mom. I know where I live but, "home" is where she is. :)
ReplyDeleteI love the way you say it Tom. I really do. Thank you so much.
DeleteAh to back in mother's lap - even though it's been ages since we fit! Nice poem, Ruby!
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Kymm. It us always a pleasure to hear from you.
DeleteSo simple and so beautiful. Thanks for writing, it was a joy to read.
ReplyDeleteThat's one great compliment Ben. Thank you so much.
DeleteWe are all in a hurry to grow up. Never to have that peace of youth again. Well written.
ReplyDeleteAnd then we long for childhood again. Thank you so much, Ann.
DeleteEnjoyed reading this. It brings back memories, especially when I'm sick, how much I'd rather be at home lying on the sofa with my head resting on my mother's lap and her stroking my hair.
ReplyDeleteThat's a perfect get well soon remedy you shared. Thank you so much dailyshorts.
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