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Six Word Saturday #15

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“love of dance incites passionate movement.”

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April 11, 2015 at 3:16 pm 13 comments

Six Word Saturday #12

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“Each pointed toe leads to splendor.”

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March 21, 2015 at 12:59 pm 1 comment

the masters and their dreamers

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to stand on a stage again…

where the lights are bright

and

the music echoes through the rafters.

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to feel the sensation of a pounding heart…

fueling the purest of desire to soar on the wings of muses

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become one

with their masters

and

the

vision

which dwells

 forever

within their spirit…

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this is my ‘for always’ dream.

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inspired by ‘The Phantom of the Opera’
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February 17, 2015 at 2:33 pm 12 comments

strokes of a pen

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our eyes connected,

a few words spoken,

smiles exchanged…

for the briefest of moments

each one belonged to me.

only me.

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though our time shared was brief,

their time bestowed will live in my forever…

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a few of my prize possessions…Mikhail Baryshnikov, Frederick Franklin, Alexandra Danilova, Suzanne Farrell, Patricia McBride

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One of the greatest classical ballet dancers of all time…

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January 2, 2015 at 2:36 pm 13 comments

december’s past

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music from my youth

unleashing a flood of dreams

ten years of my life

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poster

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December 15, 2014 at 1:30 pm 6 comments

waiting…in the wings

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anxiously awaiting their cue

they stand single file

tutus poofed, ribbons secured

calling all dancers………PLACES!

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ballet willow corps

a corps de ballet of seven weeping willows

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September 5, 2014 at 2:07 pm 8 comments

the essence of ballet

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To possess

an undying desire

to achieve

immeasurable grace

in its purest form ~

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a classical ballet dancer

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September 3, 2014 at 3:37 pm 7 comments

please come…

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please

∼ take my hand

i wish to dance

upon a cloud with you

beneath the glow of a moonlit sky

and

the sound of a nightingale’s tune.

i long to lose myself

within

your gaze

and

loving smile

so

∼ take my hand ∼

our cloud awaits…

please

stay

for

at least

a little

while

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dream sequence from ‘Carousel’

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June 27, 2014 at 1:45 pm 18 comments

….still….

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the

music

plays softly

inside her heart

she is dancing…..still….

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first position

 

June 17, 2014 at 3:15 pm 17 comments

suspended in time

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looking in his eyes

feet never touching the ground

once upon a waltz

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a ps:  Way back when I was in college, I took a historical dance class, which was taught by Mr. Richard Powers*, a famous dance historian known for his work in film, stage productions and workshops around the world.  Each class, a student had an opportunity to dance with the teacher.  My opportunity – my blessing  – came the day of the waltz.  He stood in front of me, took my hand and the other commandingly held my waist.  I was terribly jittery inside; nervous that I would step on his toes, or worse, break a limb.   When the music began, I was literally swept off my feet.  All I can say is that I have never, ever had a moment where I completely lost track of time and place.  All I saw were his eyes and, I can honestly say, I never felt my feet touch the ground.

There has never been a moment like this since.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Richard_Powers_%28dance_historian%29

June 17, 2014 at 1:00 pm 13 comments

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