Christine Bauknecht Poet Rhyme

A Self Poet-Trait

I see me dancing in the moonlight
Naked and exposed
My skin shines like alabaster
My eyes flecked with sparks of gold

I give worship to the one-ness 
From an alter most would curse
For to some I am a heathen
While to others I am worse

But they refuse to lift the shutters
That brings the blindness to their eyes
My goal remains the same as theirs
I've just thrown away disguise

To see
Can I survive
     A witch's burning

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Black Eyed Susan October 8, 2011 at 7:02 PM oohh. scary ending. i like how you portrayed how some people see dancing as the devils playground. those witch burnings were so crazy. great use of this in your poem to say how people don't get you and make you try to conform and inhibit your spirit's freedom.

Carol Sunshine Brown September 6, 2011 at 11:29 AM Congratulations on your well deserved poetry being featured this week Christine. Love, Carol

Carol Sunshine Brown August 9, 2011 at 6:59 AM A warm welcome to PoetrySoup I offer to you Christine. I wish for you the best in your writing endeavors whatever they may be. May you find inspiration by reading some of the poetry written here by other poets. Read and comment on their's and they will return in kind. May the sun shine on you that you might find great joy in your life. Love and blessing always, Carol