She wears her hair up high
like a dancer
Could she be one?
Her neck long and lovely
graceful as a swan
The way she walks
she glides like she's on water
Never looks down
As if she knows that once she does
she'll never be found
Everything about this poem is graceful - the slender form and considered words; 'Giselle...ethereal/ And fragile...' - simply beautiful. S :)
.....Never looked down.....; the real quality of life lies in equality, right? Excellent job, sonya!
As I read your poem it makes me think that the person you are describing could be a ballat dancer or a model possibly. I love the grace of swans & have written a poem called 'Two Swans in Love' (where they join together to form a heart with their necks close together) I will submit this one soon.
What a wonderful poem indeed.. your poem captured my heart.... very beautiful, nice lines.... I think this is the best I have read of yours.. lovess shan
I adore this piece..A swan in a reverie of dance..Thanks for sharing :) A.
Sometimes fragility is beautiful. This is one of those times. Exceptional, Sonya.10/10. Always your friend, Sandra
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
''Never looked down As if she knew that once she does She'll never be found'' So she faced her dreams and fears...