She wears her hair up high
like a dancer
Could she be one?
Her neck long and lovely
graceful as a swan
The way she walks
she glides like she's on water
Never looks down
As if she knows that once she does
she'll never be found
Very beautiful, I see very tiny remnants of rhyme, but not really rhymed is it? good imagery. It is one of my favorites of yours so far.
As I read your poem it makes me think that the person you are describing could be a ballat dancer or a model possibly. I love the grace of swans & have written a poem called 'Two Swans in Love' (where they join together to form a heart with their necks close together) I will submit this one soon.
What a wonderful poem indeed.. your poem captured my heart.... very beautiful, nice lines.... I think this is the best I have read of yours.. lovess shan
I adore this piece..A swan in a reverie of dance..Thanks for sharing :) A.
Sometimes fragility is beautiful. This is one of those times. Exceptional, Sonya.10/10. Always your friend, Sandra
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You have captured beauty, grace and movement all at once, Sonya. A great poem that shares the moment. N