The Dancing Page Comments

Hazel, Breath life Like an old beech tree. That is all I can say. Congrats for the extra-ordinary write.

She knows he feel's no remorse. Her words turn into the dancing page, Her own personal sage. An amazing poem.........................10

This piece is very inspiring indeed.....against all odds how she stands upright and turns emotions into a dancing page.......amazing write

This young woman may have cruelly abandoned and she has yet not learned to deal with that loss. It looms around her, and more importantly looms within her. But I have every confidence in her ability to gradually lift herself out of this slough of despond. It will happen in stages over time; she won't even be aware of its early stages, but gradually her writing, her walks in nature, her inner conversations with herself will change in their focus. HE will be assigned an appropriate place in her personal Inferno, and be forgotten. And then she discover her beauty and its effects on other, worthier men. It's like Ariadne abandoned by Theseus on Naxos. She prays for death. And he arrives when she summons him. She's surprised he is a young and handsome man, kind and gentle. And he is surprised to find this beautiful alluring woman alone. He immediately falls in love and proposes to her. She thinks, Will I marry Death? No, it the young god Dionysus, not death, who has rescued her, and she will be his immortal wife.

Are the ungrammatical apostrophes a poetic device or just a mistake?

Rejection, lies, so very punishing. I'm sure it helps to put your feelings down on paper. Anyone able to express such emotion must be a very loving and caring individual.

This is a surprising way to control the grief. Very prudently she enveloped all her pains and sorrows in a parcel and then overcome the situation by ... She turn's words into a dancing page, To try and lighten her heart with it's torn part, beautiful it is.

Her childlike spirit like's to roam, In places lonely and wild, She gently hold's hands with nature, It makes her spirit soar, To high peaks, to view slumbering valleys, Her words turn into the dancing page, Her own personal sage. Realisation of pain with melody of words.

Look at what rejection and sadness can turn one into. There will always a way to become better. Nice idea. Nice write.

To me, this effort of yours goes beyond excellent. This is not to adore you but rather to strengthen your anchor of hope. Passion and emotionally filled, it really expresses the enlightenment that writing poetry has brought to your life.It seems quite clear that your past was not all that memorable but I urge you to freely express yourself and see a new dawn of hope. Great effort Madam. Well Done!

you made this poem in such a way..after going through a ghastly entered in my mind and like a cinema it started reel by reel lovely Thanks Hazel

Pain will definitely unlock some mental doorways; very nice Hazel :)

So tranquil and enticing.. This poem is dancing into the minds of all!

These words are pieced together so beautifully and like I can hear you narrating each word. Very moving. You write so, so well Hazel

The feelings of rejection and hurt sublimated into cathartic verse! When mind is soaked in grief, it will find in itself an escape mechanism....! . In some, it may be tears, but here it is arresting verse which takes her to the summits of creative imagination and she splurges in her own poetic out put! She is no more a pauper now, but the owner of dancing verse on page after page! Great poem Hazel! A 10

A towering treasure of therapeutic poetry that shows the wonderful worth and wisdom of having an escape in the midst of hardship and heartache.