daydreaming…

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in the daylight hours

setting sail on a journey

outside of oneself

many kingdoms of desire

silence leading to climax

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an autobiography

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many pairs of shoes

each a different story

chapters of a book

penned with hours of sweat and blood

a once upon a time life

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opening nights, first tour, debuts, special events – just a few

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shiny bits

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finishing touches

accoutrements of splendor

remnants of a past

worn under lights of a stage

priceless jewels from a dream

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pieces of my Flower costume

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Note:  I did not vandalize my costume – after 12 years of lots of sweat, hair spray, wear and tear, cleaning and constant mending (in other words, costumes live a very ‘difficult’ life) – bits and pieces have a tendency to fall off.  The flower, which was made by hand, fell off of my headpiece.  The pink shiny thing fell off of my bodice and the earrings – well, those were worn for many ballets, actually.  I did not have pierced ears…yet.  (By the way, the trick to keeping clip and/or screw on earrings on one’s ear lobe – eye lash glue)

 

another night, another candle

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each awaits a turn

words spoken from long ago

one spark feeds a flame

a graceful glow fills the room

remembering miracles

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the glow is getting brighter…

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pictures

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pictures so perfect

desirable in all ways

dreams fulfilled by youth

nothing less is accepted

a never-ending nightmare

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freedom

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stumbling through the woods

wrapped in a shroud of self-doubt

bound by intense fear

longing to escape her past

only pain will set her free

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rumination

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gazing at the ground

slab after slab of concrete

very hard and coarse

riddled in cracks and worn-out

truly what i see is – me

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searching for…

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a shower of tears

bathing amongst lies and fears

drowning in one’s head

reaching for something to grasp

swimming toward salvation

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a bird house amidst the prairie

Lakewood Forest Preserve

Lake County, IL

acceptance

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breaking locks and chains

reaching the inner sanctum

convincing one’s voice

destroying the barricades

to acquiesce and let go

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grand jete

tug of war

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a constant struggle

one voice combats another

unseen and silent

neither side claims victory

mind versus the heart – always

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