Posts Tagged ‘tuesday poetry’

To Dance

she gallops, flails, hops across the smooth wood floor
toes tapping firm, seeking their connection to art and earth

there’s joy when her little eye meets mine,
shy smile revealing the jubilee
abandon in motion
purpose in flight

reality is the reunion of toe and plank
gravity’s invisible but sure pressure on little shoulders,
reigning in her wild desire to fly

she leaps again, as if to say that she will not fall into line, will not bow to reason
breaks the laws of atmosphere and expectation

she dances


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