Can a body of words
Plié
Like a dancer?
Can a sentence vault higher
Than mere ink-bound letters?
Syllables sway?
A page be a presence?
Coiled muscles of meaning
Pirouette in airy step?
I wish to move my writing so
In limber turns and minute flicks
In sequined-over words and showy
Glitter slipper speech spelling
Out a Waltz.
YOU ARE READING
Prickmedainty Poetry
PoetryFor all those who broke their glass slipper and still search for stars in the shards.
