The Dancer

Free-verse train-of-though

She moved like liquid,

She floated through the air,

Like a flutter of wings

Flying south.

She moved like liquid,

She glimmered oh so fair,

Like so many beautiful things,

She was uncouth.

Yet she moved like liquid,

‘Round and ‘Round she slid without a care,

More powerful than the greatest of kings,

She kisses the skies with a red mouth.

Moving like liquid,

She flew through the air,

With a flutter of violet wings,

Reaching out for the warm winds of the south

 

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Reviews

[MIB]

Very nice work, you describe with words and images appear in my head... amazing work, keep it up ;)

[MoriartyMesa]

If this is not a dance of words, well I dont know what would be. Everything, much like the timed dance and moves, grace and style, were very charming.



Nice job, boarding Great

[Eagle Cruagh]

Its beautiful .
It flows like liquid

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----- Eagle Cruagh

[joshua deathdealer]

nice flow and imagery xx

[Coyote Poetry]

A person who can dance can steal your thoughts and vision. I like the description and the visions create by the excellent poem.
Coyote

[Vincent]

It's great, eerie, volatile. I liked the mystery as well, the mystery of what exactly it is we are reading about, a woman, a bird, both maybe :)