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Swan Lake

Satin shoes, for years, I wore upon my feet; Bound around my Ankles with Expectations I could never meet, On bloodied toes That languished In a pirouette Of self-defeat; Wearing slippers That tried in vain To polonaise Your dreams. ~~~~~~ Written: Jan 24, 2011 Author’s note: In the story of Swan Lake, it is told that the lake was formed from tears. Definition of ballet terms: Pirouette: whirl or spin - a complete turn of the body on one foot, on point or demy Pointe. Polonaise: Processional dance in 3/4 time with which the court ballets of the seventeenth century were opened and can be seen today in Swan Lake and Sleeping Beauty

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Date: 12/22/2019 4:33:00 AM
beautifully penned
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Date: 8/12/2011 10:27:00 PM
I'm wondering if you danced ballet. A beautiful verse on the rigors of the dance.
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Date: 1/31/2011 8:46:00 AM
Oh wow....how did I miss this one? Just wonderful.........this is classic poetry! :)
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Date: 1/29/2011 5:41:00 PM
Thanks, Lanie, for commenting on my blog today, your poem is amazing and I understand because I am a contempory jazz dancer, I had to stop because the ruthless competition for a part was turning me into a person I did not like, I think you will understand that, and the hours of practise and pain to the body is harder than most can imagine~~
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Date: 1/26/2011 4:05:00 PM
Tchaikovsky's music is not easy to dance to, but I'm sure you tried. You have written this piece well.
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Date: 1/25/2011 7:08:00 PM
Hi Elaine, as always your poetry is breathtakingly beautiful. This will be a favorite of mine. It is one of the best I've read in a long long time. It seems to be so pure and innocent in its content - the truth is I could all but see her striving for perfection. YF4L I love you Laine God Bless, mj
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Date: 1/25/2011 9:20:00 AM
Magnificent as usual Lainie. A pleasure to read. Hope life is still treating you well. Love, Carol
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Date: 1/25/2011 8:37:00 AM
Did you see Black Swan? A very depressing picture, but great. No one has to work harder or more strenously than a ballet dancer. It takes complete devotion. Great poem. Love, Dave
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Date: 1/25/2011 4:48:00 AM
Very informative and well expressed write. Good luck in the contest, Elaine
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Date: 1/25/2011 4:00:00 AM
Elaine dear poet, this is such a beautiful poem, and I thank you for adding the foot notes ! Great entry dear ! much love, james
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Date: 1/24/2011 11:11:00 PM
wow, the message of yours is simply amazing. For myself,I'd have written of the hours and hours I practiced guitar in my 40's. It was a fairly useless endeavor. I just don't have what it takes to "soar" with something like that. And it is no fun to be less than mediocre! Yes, I was greatly chagrinned to see that Frank was gone with all his poems. Please let me know if you contact him. LUv, Andrea
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Date: 1/24/2011 7:25:00 PM
Superbly penned my friend elaine.. a lovely insight into the world of ballerinas and I took lessons when quite young and remember those bloodied toes ...all too well.. a touching entry into the contest..good luck..with luv..
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Date: 1/24/2011 6:08:00 PM
This is winner in my book...love it. BG
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Date: 1/24/2011 5:27:00 PM
Nice poem encapsulating the famous story! I like the way each line flows into the succeeding one.
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