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Elena Plotkin


Ballet Dancer


They used to call me twinkle toes,
And I had my fill of admirers and beaus.
I was quite a dancer of ballet,
My pirouette and my grand plié
were talked about for months and days.
I had my choice of theaters and plays.
I was photographed and interviewed.
I had rich men begging me for an interlude.
I had money tossed at me as if it were confetti,
I was envied by people that were talentless and petty.
And then all at once at the very peak of my illustrious career,
I lost it all because I developed a taste for hamburger and beer.

(C) 2013 Copyright Elena Plotkin

Submitted: Wednesday, August 07, 2013
Edited: Thursday, March 06, 2014

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  • Hannah Eliis (1/8/2014 10:54:00 AM)

    This is good and I like the ending - it makes a really good point. Weight is such an issue in the world of ballet. I have a few friends who have developed eating disorders because of their dancing careers. I think you also make a wonderful point of how easy it is to loose our dreams and loose what is precious to us in an instant, over something so small like a hamburger! I wonder whether you would like my poems on my blog. The fifth one down is about ballet. http: //lifeastoldbymypen.weebly.com/prose-poetry.html I'd love to hear your feedback. (Report) Reply

  • Bri Edwards (11/30/2013 6:54:00 PM)

    this one HAD to go to MyPoemList. wish i had written it. well, i can't be the author of ALL the great poems on poemhunter. this one belongs to you, elena. thanks for sharing. i was going to comment on which lines i really enjoyed, but there were so many; i didn't want to have to paste the whole poem, line by line well, almost.
    okay...... i ESPECIALLY enjoyed these three:

    I was quite a dancer of ballet,
    My pirouette and my grand plié
    were talked about for months and days. thanks for sharing. :) bri (Report) Reply

  • Patricia Grantham (8/26/2013 8:27:00 AM)

    Ballet is such a beautiful art of dancing. It is so dainty and
    touching with agile and swift movements. Just don't overload on
    hamburgers and beer (smile) . I loved this. (Report) Reply

  • Elena Sandu (8/13/2013 8:38:00 PM)

    Hamburger and beer? ! Wow, a hard hit! People would rather associate ballerina's crave with cakes and chocolate. I hope one day ballet will update its way of being... Is a pirouette less beautiful if the interpreter has a kg or two plus? As for the drinking yeah that can destroy many lives. (Report) Reply

  • Khairul Ahsan (8/13/2013 7:46:00 PM)

    The poem is as beautiful as a petite ballet dancer.
    The last two lines abruptly end a nice imagination. (Report) Reply

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