Is this not what it's all about?
Waiting in the wings,
stretching, turning, churning,
anxious and adrenal,
living for the dream,
wishing for the dream,
being
the dream,
dancing on beams,
beneath the streams
of lights and fans,
arrayed like a bird
in tulle, crinoline, silk, satin and linen
white plumage,
acting only on command,
the music soft and flowing
their frail, slender figures
take to air,
arms and legs,
torsos tender,
slender necks,
wisps of downy hair,
melding colours,
sights and sounds,
the stage a pedestal of fate,
their beauty
captured
in gilded cages
for all to watch and see,
recaptured yet again,
by the artist on the easel'd window
of his canvas,
a maestro of sorts,
tapping his baton-brush,
coating the blankness with sweet
inspiration,
like angels heavenly
brought to earth,
serenaded by strings,
life from the blankness begins,
covers the void,
bejewels the mind's eye
and beckons the ballet
rehearsal to begin,
yet shall in oil paint now
and for all time
never cease to be...

"Art is not what you see, but what you make others see."
Edgar Degas

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Inspired by the painting by Impressionist artist Edgar Degas,
The Rehearsal.
--to view the painting:
http://www.ibiblio.org/wm/paint/auth/degas/ballet/degas.rehearsal.jpg

the hardest part about
writing a poem about you
is that the words tend to
get into the way
of what i really want to
say to
you

Breath swirls
horizons felt
expanding  extending
beyond intent
dragons roar
shadows soar
furies hidden
threatening
inert
Breath
magical  dancer
smoothly
evoking
ghosts
fear ridden.
Breathing entice
world inside
opening gates
Love’s Design
Inspire

let's go back, you an me
dance with me, i'll twirl with the dust mop
and you'll laugh and pick dust out of my hair and say i'll never be old

let's go back, you an me
record me stealthily when i sing obscenely-loud songs in the shower
and play them over and over and over as i blush different shades of fire

let's go back, you an me
tickle me while i'm tryin' to play hopscotch
as i beg for mercy between gasps and giggles and threaten to wet my pants

let's go back, you an me
take me for never-ending piggy back rides, pretendin' i'm flyin'
then dump me on the dewy grass, make me laugh because you're laughing

let's go back, you an me
i'll push you in the fountain and you'll grin
and pull me in with you, we'll float on our backs
ignorin' the stares
and watch night fall in little pieces, here and here
except for in your eyes, which blind me

let's go back, you an me
paint sloppy, clumsy kisses on my cheeks
and make stupid looking necklaces out of sparkly plastic beads you know ill never wear

let's go back, you an me
whisper in my ear forever
so that now i can hear you in my head
and smile smiles that don't reach my eyes
and dance with the dust mop pretendin' that it's you

Oh how child's eyes do change
when mortal presence shown
when realism takes away
that inner lasting glow.

To watch the shadow cross their face,
and small minds narrow down.
To see them count short seconds 'way
and will the hands back 'round.

Their lips do part in questioning
the reason for it all.
My answer given faithfully
if afraid why live at all.

And if no answers good enough
To send you on your way
Then in a blink it will be done
and in regrets you'll lay.

I am inside my world
a world like no other
full of crazy designs,
little dots, and lots of color
a place where its safe...
Your sounds hurt my ears
and all that stuff  you call love
only adds to my fears
I don't like to look at you
I see better off to the side
but you keep after me
because you want me to try
sometimes I DO see you
and its a really weird feeling
I'm not sure what its called
so it hurts, and I look back to the ceiling
The ceiling has all these bumps
and it looks fun to me
but I did remember you
your hand out, reaching
and I know I smile to see you
because I see you in my world there
you come inside and understand
you come and want to share
It's easier that way, you come to me
and because you see what I do
sometimes then
I want to go with you
to your world, yes
I wonder what YOU see
so you gently guide me there
oh but its so scary
You taught me touch doesnt always hurt
you holld my hand and its okay
so then I watch all you do
and I do it too..uh oh, I'm going away...
The colors and patterns, there you see?
have pulled my attention
I've lost momentarily
your dedicated direction
I hear you ask me something
but its all a jumble
I see all the colors moviing
and the designs together tumble
Its so neat you know
I remember you though
so I look sideways at you
and wow! your seeing it too
so we share for awhile
in MY place
you never give up, I am curious
so I follow your face back into your world
just for a minute

sweet decay
silent prey
life death
cycle bay …
beauty lush
blossom green
stillness intact
moves  Being
water flowing
ancient well
going going
ocean bed.
Exquisite light
dim inside
reveals turnings
Great Design
unfolding
leads
onwards  
bright
Eternity
Is
Heart’s  Delight