clothed in shimmering white
She dances and sways
to a starry ritornelle
a gaze over her shoulder
catches her reflection
beams at radiant beauty
delight as she changes with the tide
enshrouded in the cover of darkness
surrounded by empty silence
cold shivers fill the night
No audience to marvel “how lovely”
sheet music ruffles on vacant stands
alone in the loneliest of places
Moondustwriter celebrates 10 years of blogging on Word Press. This is an archived poem from the first month (with some minor changes). Poetry is cathartic and I hope anyone who needs to blow off steam finds the outlet in writing.
As this posts, I will be in Africa doing what I love – teaching the children I write for. 10 years ago this was only a dream now this is an amazing reality.
Thank you Word Press for giving artists, writers, poets a place for venting, a place to fly…
To those of you who have encouraged me to not give up (you know who you are) I’m sending a bouquet of Thank Yous!!!