Fiona Burgess

Rookie (22 June 1983 / South Africa)

The Dancer - Poem by Fiona Burgess

And the dancer danced
She danced her life away
For an audience who wasn’t there
To music no one could hear
She danced as it rained
And she danced as the sun came out
She danced for all the love she’d lost
And all the love she’d never have
She danced with love to give
And no one to give it to
The music played only for her
And there was no one to see
The cuts in her heart
And the bruises on her soul
She danced until the pain was gone
And then she danced some more
She danced for her broken heart
And for her battered soul
She danced and danced
And still the music played
It played for her and only her
She danced alone
The way she’d always done
And the way she always would.

Comments about The Dancer by Fiona Burgess

  • Rookie - 0 Points Felicia Fortine (12/10/2006 1:43:00 PM)

    I like this poem.i think its very good your talented
    Have a great day
    *Felicia (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, December 10, 2006

Poem Edited: Tuesday, December 7, 2010

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