Keith Bickerstaffe Poet Quatrain

Dancer

" She danced the way it should be danced.
   And the way she wanted."

  -Raymond Carver


Eddying in a commotion of color, 
fall's dispensation of red, green and gold;
blended with Zephyrs' mysterious rhythms,
a stately ballet that never grows old.

Spread 'cross the firmament planets are spinning, 
silently cold and majestically clear;
gliding through eons in pre-ordained tempos,
gracing the night sky all throughout the year.

'Shining Light' at the 'School of Terpsichore' 
a twelve-year old warms up and waits for her chance 
to show those judges just what this young girl can do, 
nothing means more than her passion for dance. 

She dreams of fame and of making a difference,
the world is too large and her room is too small;
she's too young yet for abstraction and symbol,
in time she will grow, find her place in it all.

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Elizabeth Wesley July 4, 2012 at 9:34 AM The ballet is sos beautiful to watch and I think there are many young hopefuls trying to reach the top but sadly there's room for so few. Love your descriptions that build with movement and grace.

Terry L. Allen May 29, 2012 at 9:54 AM With a master's hand and the strokes of a pen the stage is set and the play began. With eloquence and dash he strums the cords of life and enfolds them into verse for this, his audience's delight. He has once again reached the heart and mind of all who attend with strength of pen and words by measure finite. Huggs TLee

Kathryn Collins May 29, 2012 at 8:30 AM You are the poet who finds the universe in all subjects. "too young yet for abstraction and symbol" Aren't you that little beardless 'ballerina' grown into a fine old mustache of vibrant talent? love, Kathy

Poet Destroyer A May 29, 2012 at 8:02 AM Keith, I like the top quotation" " every one should feel the way they want, every thing in my mind span with your poem, even though the room in my mind is little... i love your verse, "One dream to another"... thank you for sharing your awesome poem this morning, always :-) LINDA

Ilene Bauer May 28, 2012 at 4:21 PM okay, in this one, my favorite line is "the world is too large and her room is too small." your language in other lines is magnificent and grand but that simple line is absolutely perfect! bravo!

Josie Whitehead May 28, 2012 at 3:43 PM Beautiful in every way that I can think of. You move quickly and silently from the world of nature to the human world, from that lost in space to that lost in dreams. Wonderful. I especially like your introductory word "Eddying" which brings to mind the movement within the universe of the spinning planets. Much to commend here Keith and especially the steady iambic tetrameter which I often use and like with its quiet walking metre.