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PEEK INTO A POETESS’S SOUL

~ PEEK INTO A POETESS’S SOUL ~ ? It's her own delightful ballet studio! Round and round the poetess goes. Seeing herself in the sparkling, glass mirror. And rainbow-tainted visions of her past. Doing practice positions at the barre! Yet a vision into her past, is truly a holy foray. Times of great angst, times of ineffable joy. Recalling her first kiss and oh, that boy! Parents who took her on pony rides. Where are they now? Swept away by life's salty tides. All her friends, she sees in the mirror. Events, parties, glorious wedding dinners. She longs to waltz through the mirror and to hug them all. But stopped she is, by reality's wall. Each one, in their way contributed to her life. Of roses, ribbons, total goodness and more. A grateful tear, splashes in gratitude, on the ballet floor. 9/7/2024 @ Panagiota Romios

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Date: 9/9/2024 2:08:00 AM
Memories come and go and what joy or sadness they bring, just like a dance, sometimes macabre, sometimes a great waltz. Hugs.
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Panagiota Romios
Date: 9/9/2024 10:50:00 AM
Love your comment, vicror!.Life can be exactly what you stated.. hope all is going well fot you in Malta! Ppangie..hugs plus !
Date: 9/7/2024 9:32:00 PM
This is magnificent, P! My tears are welling up in my eyes just reading and re-reading this! ~ Heart and Soul, Gershon
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Date: 9/7/2024 7:08:00 PM
Lovely- the flow really "goes" like a dancer
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Panagiota Romios
Date: 9/7/2024 7:28:00 PM
So glad you read this, Paige. Free verse is not my style..I found this amongst poems I never posted and so~ please excuse that quesion mark. Those happen on occasion after I post ! Grrr. I always have to go back and edit the poem. But this time, I could not! Grr. Pangie Wanted to apologize to you. Pangie

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