Ballerina

 

No longer stuck

 

between lines

not knowing

what to say next

balancing life

and death

between what was and what is

between nothing and less

but still.

 

Yes, I tried

to hang up

a hundred times

but now I am

spinning slowly back into the hive –

white and pale, humming

along tunes

balancing on a line

and piruetting out

of a box –

to Nolongerstuck

between loves

between hate and love

between lost and hive

between lines.

 

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3 thoughts on “Ballerina

  1. Really enjoyed reading this and I like your style. I’ll be reading more of your work. I have a couple of poems that use a similar style.

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