Im a Dancer
I step
I falter
I rise
from a position
no one knew
I stand
Smooth
The music plays
and I move
and it dances
in my soul
and plays
to my feet
whole
sweet
sway, move, dance
repeat
no one there
but me
and the music
a star
in the mirror of my soul
in the making
of being whole
dancing
swaying
loving me
moving me
emotion
in the song
in the dance
in the sway of the move
in my heart in the groove Im a dancer
Poetry is what is lost in translation.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Merry Christmas | 0 | 12/21/2009 |
| Im a Dancer | 0 | 12/11/2009 |
| Im....my...ow n...friend |
0 | 11/20/2009 |
| An Addiction | 1 | 11/17/2009 |
| My family | 0 | 11/09/2009 |
| Gotta get some | 0 | 10/28/2009 |
| Reconnect Me | 1 | 10/17/2009 |
| Love is the greatest | 1 | 10/10/2009 |
| Self Pity | 0 | 10/06/2009 |
| I Know Now | 0 | 10/06/2009 |
| My Teacher | 0 | 09/26/2009 |
| Gods got your name | 0 | 09/23/2009 |
| Dance....Like youve never danced before | 0 | 09/02/2009 |
| My childhood friend | 0 | 09/01/2009 |
| The Willow | 0 | 09/01/2009 |
| I call that Love | 0 | 08/28/2009 |
| Its been awhile | 2 | 07/05/2009 |
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