Written for:  Miz Quickly - Day 10

million, gray, motion, find, corner, worth, hand, motel,
imagined, flame, company, reading

"Use at least three words."

On stage
she imagines
a flame.  Copies
the motion,
and finds fluidity 
in her dance
moves.  After
finale, a stranger
in a gray suit
hands her
a bouquet
of white roses.

About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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8 Responses to Dance

  1. poetrybydebi says:

    That was some dance. I like “finds fluidity in her dance”


  2. Sadje says:

    Lovely. I could see it in my mind.


  3. Jules says:

    I could only dream of dancing that way!
    Lovely capture of the dancer and her admirer.


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