Friday, November 19, 2010

Attendre pour le signal

They gather
looking expectantly
waiting for their call,
already in movement
fine feathers adorn,
their crowns bejewelled
sit delicately.

their patient eyes
glance motionlessly,
fine boned arms
attend to the moment,
outstretched around

a signal begins
prancing elegantly,
harmonic union
building to applause,
the dancers move
in expectation.
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1 comment:

  1. Lovely poem, makes me think of my Grand-daughter who is playing a ballerina in the Nutcracker. x