Annual Events
Beautiful,
Forgotten Dance.
Forsaken.
Multitudes in Spring
inexperienced
young ballerinas, a new.
Offered this year
girls of many- will come.
Wanting to be on stage.
Hungry the young. Dancing Desired
Each dances & looks different
yet all dance to the same song.
Practice they must
hard work-determination.
Perfection is each one.
Dancers embraced
bringing life to the stage;
juveniles dance their own dance.
Fighting for space;
All their own.
Recognition they seek. The spot light they lust.
Cause in darkness they with their dream would wither.
For the light they
leap and twirl
Towards the warmth they lunge.
Pushing and Fighting
some not so quick
experience lacked.
No other little ballerinas take notice.
The Unfortunate unnoticed- undone.
The others are too focused
Concentration
To the light.
The girls who don’t make it
have weakened
fallen-broken
off.
The little but strong
survived their first dance.
Smiling at each other
jealousy subsides.
Competition
But new friends
congratulate one another.
NOW DANCING BEGINS.
A Breeze.
Wind blows.
Dancing in the wind.
Harmony lacked – soon comes in time.
New song – Dance learned..
Together now One.
Dance
Dances
Go by.
Few girls lost.
Bonds build from ballerinas that remain.
The dance must go on.
Time Passes
Days
Months
go by.
Effects each one dancer.
Aging occurs
many hide age in colors.
Their youthful colors fade fast.
Hide Now- behind
different reds, browns, or back blonde.
Dance now grows difficult.
BREEZE BLOWS
bruises brittle bodies.
Weather Warm
grows cold.
Ballerinas now fragile.
Older-meek
Ladies sense a storm
on the horizon.
Their own death, they can see.
SNOW FALL
Snow- they’ll freeze.
Too Old for the COLD.
IDEA
Warmth by dancing.
One last dance together
before death.
It’s cold
they’re old and real weak.
Happy for one more dance
And their chance for fame.
Graciously they don’t bow out.
They will dance. No need for practice.
United sisters together they dance.
This is all they know
life spent on stage.
Bonds they’ve all grown-to each other
built friendships
& love.
For-
danced on the same stage
Together-life long.
They die dancing.
Their purpose served.
Empty left the stage.
Perished –
Each one.
Stage deserted.
But hope not lost.
Blackened stage.
Some stages see decades- out living all dancers.
Numb they’ve become.
No feeling for the numbers
that this year has brought –
they’ve perished gone away.
Next year births the new
ballerinas.
Dances to learn.
The year to come brings girls a new.
Little ballerinas.
Not yet birthed- will seek the same.
Bringing life from the spotlight,
Eager for their turn.
Together they’ll dance
Same story
different song.
They’ll age together.
Older. Old.
They too will meet defeat.
Old age comes fast.
The Old
Lost
Forgotten.
No memories remain
of last years prized pupils.
Nothing
Remains.
Vanished.
They’re gone.
No one looks behind. Enchanted- makes them forget.
Hypnotized by youth.
They practice. To perform.
New dances are done.
For they too lust the spot light.
They Leap.
They Lunge.
Some attention desired
before they’re gone.
Recognition from the spotlight.
The purpose of their life. Dancing in the Sun.
LIFE OF A LEAF