Jake Deeds

Rookie - 55 Points (5/11/1965 / Arkansas)

Imagination's Pirouette


Imagination's Pirouette

Applause and passion for the perfect pirouette
One hundred fold the story’s told
Of a lady so graceful, yet blissfully bold
And all eyes trained of an audience beset

The orchestra performed the angelic array
From an arabesque to extended avant
Poetry in motion in pure de’butante
While under her feet a breezy bourre’e

As the young lady lay now deep in trance
And the music slowly echoes within
One side of her face reaches the other in grin
For one last day dream of the dance.... <><

Submitted: Saturday, December 03, 2011

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  • Rookie - 6 Points Anthony Han (12/15/2011 3:30:00 AM)

    I enjoy reading your poems, a lot of them deliver great images.
    They could be better though! However they are fine the way they are.
    Thanks for commenting on Rain on my Soul, a friend helped inspire it and the weather. (Report) Reply

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