Dave SmithWhite

Rookie - 144 Points (270552 / Sydney)

Song: The Girl On The Flying Trapeze - Poem by Dave SmithWhite

Who is that lady, high in the sky,
Who soars as a lilting breeze?
Is she an angel? I ask as I sigh,
The girl on the Flying Trapeze!

Who is that vision, that svelte apparition;
Our focus is fixed from beneath.
For a mermaid in motion, the sky is her ocean,
Tho' her dives grind the edge off our teeth.

By primrose and heath,
In her transluscent sheath,
Unclothed as an innocent girl.
Her aerial dance, in an instant, enchants
And sends all my senses, a-whirl.

By primrose and heath,
In her kingdom or fief
Of ether, the princess is hurled;
While her flight might be brief,
She enthralls all by motifs
More real than mere cut glass and pearl.

By primrose and heath,
My perfumed relief;
My balm in a primitive world.
Her calm self-belief,
Has it's charms as a thief,
Of the flag of my heartbeat, unfurled.

Who is that lady? Who is that peach?
Whose bold look and eye can freeze.
Is she an angel, just out of reach,
Or my girl on the Flying Trapeze?


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, September 28, 2011

Poem Edited: Thursday, September 29, 2011


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