Art, Poetry
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The Dancer

The music begins as I close my eyes.
I feel the wind,
as the curtains rise.
To my partners arms,
I approach with grace.
I feel his hair brush across my face.
Caught in the moment,
only we exist.
Heads all turn,
as our bodies twist.
He lifts me with ease,
and I touch the sky,
imagining clouds are drifting by.
I’ve choreographed this scene on the stage,
we stop in time,
as I search the page.
A tear finds its way,
things aren’t what they seem.
My eyes are now open.
it was only a dream

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My name is Janet, and I'm located in southern California. My blog is rather eclectic, featuring art, photography, and a little poetry, as well as short pieces of fiction (now and then). I also share about my walk of faith, and my journey through recovery from alcoholism.

15 Comments

  1. So humbled and so appreciated! A heart-felt reply from me! Thank you so much for your prayers! During this time, God continues to guide me to the scripture of give thanks in all things! I know God hears every word of evert prayer!

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  2. Thank you so much! You didn’t imagine me missing. I so appreciate your concern! Facing some health challenges….hope to write on my blog this week as I have been missing there too. Have continued to read your posts….thank you also for sharing your journey!

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    • Thanks and true and also…you have been on my mind! I was worried and ready to check up on you. I hope you disappeared for happy reasons. Or maybe i just imagined you were missing.

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