Ballerina Roses

Foolish Dreams of love and fate.

 

Why does the wind whisper your name?
whispering haunting words of love,
whispers of ballerina roses
 quietly dancing in the fallen snow,
and the chill of wintry nights
becomes passion rising within a breeze;
ablaze with the fever of your lips.

Why does the wind whisper your name?
in the shadows of what could have been,
when I was she and you were mine;
entwined within a foolish dream,
 while the clown of fate was laughing
in the wings of "I told you so"
as velvet petals bled upon my heart.

 

©SyberRose

 

Author's Note

Thank you for reading...Warmly SyberRose

Reviews

[AWickedMoon]

I am speechless. Such a beautiful flowing poem.

[SyberRose]

Thank you for your sweet comments and for peeking in today...SyberRose

[Lewis Davis-Norman]

This is dark, voluptuous and linguistically moving. Every word counts! I especially like 'ablaze with the fever of your lips' - such vibrant and original imagery!

[SyberRose]

Thank you very much I appreciate your visit and comments...SyberRose

[redflutterby]

This makes me think of young love doomed from the start. Both beautifully evocative and painfully foolish in their illusions of never ending love. Wonderful poem, i enjoyed it so much!!

[SyberRose]

Thank you for peeking in...I am happy you enjoyed my words....SyberRose

[jacob erin-cilberto]

beautiful wording here...i relate to this in an odd way maybe...but my second ex is a dancer...i used to love to go to rehearsals and see the process of the dances...and she has done lots of ballet.

this really worked for me...she has quite the spirit and we are still close.

thanks for this write..could have been about her.

jacob

[SyberRose]

Im glad you enjoyed Jacob and happy it brought back nice memories of your ballerina...SyberRose

[jacob erin-cilberto]

she is quite a dancer...two summers ago...i went to a ballet presentation of Romeo and Juliet...she played lady capulet...you brought back those memories.

thank you.

jacob

[jerrypat]

Ah, the old "I told you so" hanging around and rubbing it is. But we know, don't we, SyberRose, we know and still fall into the trap of being wanted and loved and cared for again and again and . . .

[SyberRose]

Thank you Jerry...yep we know...the clown of fate is a jealous clown ha..nice hearing from you Jerry. SyberRose