The Dancing Book
Dancing away
I create my book
the book of my world
as my feet move
on a never ending trend
my soul leaps and falls
with painted emotions
that paint my book
with the tears that fly from my eyes
and slowly, ever so slowly
i see the pages begin to close
to close in on me
and as the book captures my soul
I YELL out in despair
as my never ending dance
comes to a pause as
I challenge myself to walk
into the unknown and to take a chance
to become someone besides myself
my tears trail down
to land upon the mirrored floor
to leave pools of paint
as i rewrite my life
i hold still while
the book of my world
begins to fail
and soon becomes
nothing more than a bitter tale
nothing more than a bitter tale
yet as it fails
and begins to crumble in my hands
and begins to crumble in my hands
i reach up
to catch a fallen star
and i watch
as it slowly ever so slowly
forms the book of gold
forms the book of gold
as i then burn
my book of mold
© May 9, 2012 (Emma Joy Huls)
Hope you liked it....I have never done anything like this, so i need all the luck in the world to not fall on my face. haha...
So....this is May 12, and i posted this earlier this week.....This poem did not stay the same druring the pagent but I threw in my own little things. which made it extra special......Thanks everyone...i did not win ...but i won....I gained Confiedence, life experinces that i will always look to...but most importantlly i gained...friencships that will last a lifetime.. there is not a better way to win than through this. Congradulations to those girls who went out and WON!