My bedroom mirror
Mimicking my fluid, sensuous moves
My long limbs
Being beckoned by the beat,
I wanna dance!
I am a dancer
Trapped in a poet’s body
I am a poet with dancer’s dreams
Feel my rhythm
As I dazzle my audience
With carefully choreographed words
That vibrantly leap
From mind
To blank pages
Tumbling from tongue
To ears
To hearts
Feel my rhythm
As I move my hips
As I move these lips
I am a verbal exhibitionist
Watch me shimmy like Shakespeare
With the down stroke of my pen
Love the imagery and couldn't help but smile at 'shimmy like Shakespeare'.
Great writing, Jennifer. Great imagery leaps off the computer screen at the reader. Gave it an easy tenner great lady of the wordful arts! God bless all poets-MJG.
Let's have a quick-step from your quill, while I pasadoble with my pencil? Nice work Jennifer. Danny
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Fantastic Jennifer, you captured that so well, so many pictures brill