Her True Soul Was a Pirate Queen

Waltzing and gliding 
Twirling and swirling
She stopped at the mirror
Laughed at her enthusiasm

It grabbed a tutu and put it on her.
She had not worn one in years.
Two stiff short petticoats of excitement later
She pirouetted, dancing on her toes through a thick forest

The trees bowed to her
She laughed again.
Feeling a power she had not felt in years.
Her true soul became a pirate queen.

She found herself wearing belt buckles,
Dancing through a swordfight, 
Determined to get it right this time.
Laughter brought attention her way, in the throes of the battle.

The others stood back in awe
Watching the Pirate Queen dance 
Across their ship, taking prisoners one at a time.
Captivating everyone with her enthusiasm.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Mcgee Avatar
July 9, 2019 at 10:29 PM
She is so full of it...the trees bowed to her. I think I'll have to try a tutu soon! Lovely write.
Rodrigues Avatar
July 8, 2019 at 8:48 PM
Back to back we’ll whip them into deckhands! Nice one, friend!
Krutsinger Avatar
July 8, 2019 at 10:55 PM
I wanted to express the feeling of enthusiasm I am glad you liked her.
Lamoureux Avatar
July 8, 2019 at 4:42 PM
Great story telling.
Krutsinger Avatar
July 8, 2019 at 10:55 PM
Thank you Richard. I do try.
Romios Avatar
July 8, 2019 at 1:20 PM
A creative write, indeed! Turned from ballerina into a pirate. Gee, your mind is so creative.. Panagiota
Krutsinger Avatar
July 8, 2019 at 3:44 PM
I love pirates, ballerinas, and faeries. I almost threw that in, but realized I was done. I was just trying to get the reader to understand the enthusiasm of this playful woman.
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