Life In Full

by TinyDancer
  • April 18, 2012
  • Poetry
  • Narrative · Lyrical
  • Things I Particularly Like
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Laces tied.
Hair pulled back.
Music starts.
The only thing I feel
Is the pull of the rhythm
And the creaking of hardwood under my shoes. 
This is what I'm meant to do. 
My bones tell me to move. 
My heart tells me to jump. 
My spirit aches for the light of the stage
And the feel of the floor under my moving feet. 
I was born for this
And going back is like coming home.
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lyssiekins wrote a review · Wed Jun 05, 2013 8:35 pm

Hi there, just going to do a little review.

I like reading this poem, going back and reading the title and then your username. Aha! A lightbulb goes off in my head. Lol.

My bones tell me to move.
My heart tells me to jump. - My mind feels like these two lines should be reversed, to help with the flow, rhyme and rhythm from the previous line.

I love how it begins simply and then leaps off the page when she takes flight in her dance, and the wording is still simple, but yet poised and written elegantly, like a ballerina dancing. Each word adds to the next to create a perfect routine.

Bravo.



"The trouble with Borrowing another mind was, you always felt out of place when you got back to your own body, and Granny was the first person ever to read the mind of a building. Now she was feeling big and gritty and full of passages. 'Are you all right?' Granny nodded, and opened her windows. She extended her east and west wings and tried to concentrate on the tiny cup held in her pillars."
— Terry Pratchett, Discworld: Equal Rites