Blue Dancer
Mysterious blue dancer
Not dancing for fame
But just to claim a name
Dancing through the dark shadows
That lie upon the earth
Prepared for the dance ahead
Not knowing which way they may fall
Gliding across the ground
Like leaves blowing in the wind
The way they spin is like a small tornado
Mixed with the north and south winds
As the dance comes to an end
So does the world its self
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inspired by the picture poem contest
http://www.fineartprintsondemand.com/artists/degas/blue_dancers-400.jpg
Copyright © Anna Mayall | Year Posted 2009
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