illusion then & now

August 28, 2013 at 3:20 pm 14 comments

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dreams of fairies, swans and dolls

ruled a childhood

from the earliest dawn.

*

bobby pins, tulle, satin and lace

created an illusion –

cloaked the scars on her face.

*

pirouettes, arabesques, and jetes abound –

freedom of movement

in which a life could be found.

*

the studio and stage –

being her only home,

where the world was shut out

and

she could feel safe on her own.

*

dreaming, dancing, LIFE – they are all the same

they create an illusion

of smiles, beauty and grace

but

the reality is such

no one chooses to see –

it’s what we do to ourselves to be

what you want us to be.

ς

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seeing me for Belinda

14 Comments Add your own

  • 1. WB  |  August 28, 2013 at 3:52 pm

    Excellent.

    Reply
    • 2. words4jp  |  August 28, 2013 at 8:53 pm

      Thank you so much. Your comments are very appreciated. 😉

      Reply
  • 3. acuriousgal  |  August 28, 2013 at 5:37 pm

    Wonderful

    Reply
  • 5. theadventuresofrosebud  |  August 28, 2013 at 6:41 pm

    I love this piece to bits! Fantastically written!

    Reply
    • 6. words4jp  |  August 28, 2013 at 8:26 pm

      Thank you so much. 😉

      Reply
  • 7. findingmyinnercourage  |  August 28, 2013 at 7:58 pm

    Exceptional!

    Reply
    • 8. words4jp  |  August 28, 2013 at 8:26 pm

      Thank you. 🙂

      Reply
  • 9. typewriterpoet  |  August 28, 2013 at 9:31 pm

    there is a bittersweetness to this at least that i perceive but lovely writing, it speaks from the soul

    Reply
    • 10. words4jp  |  August 29, 2013 at 1:16 am

      Thank you ;). xx

      Reply
  • 11. ioniamartin  |  August 28, 2013 at 11:54 pm

    This is lovely, but when isn’t your blog. I always enjoy visiting, thank you for posting such great things.

    Reply
    • 12. words4jp  |  August 29, 2013 at 1:17 am

      Thank you so much for your sweet words. 😉

      Reply
  • 13. ordinarygirlinbrum  |  August 29, 2013 at 1:38 am

    The world in which we hide ourselves… x x

    Reply
  • 14. aFrankAngle  |  August 29, 2013 at 12:16 pm

    I can sense different emotions in these words!

    Reply

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