With every step she makes a pledge
While radiant dawn sends out hope
Smooth on sand and loud on ledge
Swirls along dolce on nature’s palm.
Much like crystal set afore display
Her life an endless dance — ballet
‘Spend a day or two see how you do
for love they say needs must be true’
She bade passion mold unto her will
Twirling round in roseate espadrille.
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Posted on Bits of Inspiration @ Real Toads
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40 Responses
Lovely mood here and I love “Her life an endless dance — ballet”
Thank you so much, Debi❤️ so glad you liked it 🙂
roseate espadrille! What a lovely word combination.
Thank you so much, Kerry ❤️ so good to see you 😀
This is wonderful!
Thank you so much, Eden 🙂 so glad you liked it ❤️
This just dances!
Thank you so much, Candy 🙂 so glad you liked it ❤️
This is a dance in words… And it makes me wonder, how much we could change (and enjoy) if we made an honest pledge with every step.
Definitely ❤️ thanks for stopping by, Magaly 😀
Nice incorporation of dance with the musical touch and of course romance.
Thank you so much, Victoria ❤️ so glad you liked it 😀
Each step of this is deliberate, inspired!
Thank you so much, Eric 🙂 so good to see you ❤️
Dance and music, is a wonderful mix.
Thank you so much, Bjorn 🙂 so glad you liked it ❤️
The dance inside this poem is ballet, and crafted delicate and true. Lovely.
Thank you so much, Brendan 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
I love the way you’ve combined the two prompts, Sanaa! I was a massive ballet fan when I was a child but my parents couldn’t afford the lessons. I still love the feel of ballet shoes. I love the lines:
‘Smooth on sand and loud on ledge
Swirls along dolce on nature’s palm’
and
‘She bade passion mold unto her will
Twirling round in roseate espadrille.’
Thank you so much, Kim❤️ so glad you liked it 😀
Delicate and unfolding, as if a flower…a dance of real beauty Sanaa.
That’s such a wonderful thing to say 😀 thank you kindly, Paul ❤️
Beautiful, beautiful, Sanaa. My mother (still alive at 96) was a ballet dancer, and there was a pile of toe shoes at the bottom of her closet. I was too horsy to dance. LOL!~ But this poem brings back the delicacy (and the insanity!) of ballet.
Thank you so much, Jane ❤️ so glad you liked it 🙂
Yes, a perfect melding of dance & music, reminding me of all the grand classical tunes that are written for ballet. Your rhyme scheme helps stay in touch with the traditional as well.
Thank you so much, Glenn 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
Your poem came to life when I read it … lovely.
Thank you so much, Helen ❤️ so glad you liked it 😀
I think life is an endless dance until you hang up those ballet slippers.. you have created music and dance with your words.. You have a lovely way with words Sanaa..
Thank you so much, Truedessa❤️ so good to see you 😀
Sanaa, you are on pointe with this one!! I can feel the music 🙂
Thank you so much, Lynn❤️ so glad you liked it 😀
Much like crystal set afore display
Her life an endless dance — ballet
One could feel the aftermath of brilliance – of one who could excel in a stipulated satisfaction of ballet movements
Hank
Definitely ❤️ thanks for stopping by, Hank 🙂
Beautiful dance of life!
Thank you so much, Bryan❤️ so glad you liked it 😀
Beautiful! Especially love the use of the words “twirling round” and the image you’ve chosen.
Thank you so much, Lillian❤️ so glad you liked it 🙂
What a delightful, hopeful dance. Your poem shines light into the gloom hovering around us. Beautiful…Thank you for taking part in the prompt.
Thank you so much, Susie❤️ so glad you liked it 🙂 xo