Ballerina Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Ballerina



Ballerina

Was early; closed eye to sleep.
Had dream.

Shopping cart of a mall
On the road, up and down
Skate-rolled, I was young.

At the end and somehow
Though still on the run
The big cart in my hand
Up in air, off the ground
As experts on the ice
Ballerina
I zigzagged, left and right.

Friday, May 15, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: dream
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