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Moving Right Along Iii

A leap ... jete a turn ... fouette in the drama dance of ballet. A pas and then glissade again choreographed by the danseuse in her slippers steel toed. Balanced on tarsi strong beneath her stiff tulle tutu, she vaults in an allegro passage to soar and interpret the tale.

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Date: 10/19/2009 12:32:00 PM
Thanks for your warm comments on my poem. As for your poem. . . a ballet of words and images, soaring in languid grace. Enchanting!
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Date: 9/28/2009 5:35:00 AM
Sue, were you once a ballerina? Or do you love the ballet? Splendid writing. Love, Carol
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Date: 9/27/2009 8:58:00 AM
Hi Sue Oh how I love the ballet. Nut cracker is one I take in every year! You capture the heart of the ballerina so beautifully! Love this. Thanks for sharing hun. Love Light Truth Patricia
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Date: 9/26/2009 11:53:00 PM
Nice use of poetry. I like the idea of using french
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Date: 9/26/2009 11:44:00 PM
Your words are strong and envoke a sense of time passing. Very beautiful, Sue.
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Date: 9/26/2009 8:50:00 PM
Very Nice... I See The Ballerina Moving with all her might... (smile) especially that moment, when she's suspended in mid-air (Nice) MoonBee
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