Wednesday, January 5, 2011

Swan Lake



i caught myself in reflection
and thought i saw
you there too,
the wind choreographed
Swan Lake -  an ugly duckling
awaiting his discard, lifted a wing
feathered white, aware;  the wind lured
him higher, than higher -
and i knew then it was not
of  you my eye took witness - but
the pirouette of 
awakening

bkmackenzie
copyrighted 2011

Posted for Magpie Tales

36 comments:

  1. This was wonderful. Such beautiful words.

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  2. "the pirouette of awakening"

    What a perceptive way of putting it...

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  3. nice. love the ballet references and now that you point it out...

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  4. the pirouette of
    awakening...a stunning image!

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  5. Bkm,
    In reflection, a new awakening.
    The dance carries us higher on the wind and our imagination is free. Nice!
    rel

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  6. "the pirouette of / awakening"
    is a gorgeous line.
    This piece has a wonderful wholeness to it.

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  7. I love the line too. The image is striking. Lovely poem.

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  8. Beautiful piece. My dear auntie like to call me "Swannie" after the Hans Christian Anderson tale.

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  9. thank you everyone from Thingy to Tess - this was a great prompt to work the mind....bkm

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  10. lovely as always.

    just stopping by to say thanks and hope your new year is full of wonderful things

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  11. I love this poem as representative of the "Black Swan" classic ballet-- using Tess's photo prompt as an inspiration. Your poem is a stunning execution of this fine ballet.-- "Black Swan is the grand pas deux from Swan Lake, Act three. It was done with a grand abundance of force, deep back bends, and ballonnes and circles of turns.

    Thanks for your comment I looked at the link you sent. nice.

    joanny

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  12. The awakening..how beautiful to be there! Lovely..

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  13. Gorgeous work here! I really love this piece.

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  14. I like your interpretation of the blue black prompt.

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  15. Lovely dance, stretching the bounds of music, placing the feet precisely as needed. Well done.

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  16. I caught my breathe in the end - such a beautiful poem bkm - as always.

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  17. such beautiful imagery. wonderful composition!

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  18. "the pirouette of awakening" oh, you know how to create a phrase! Thank you for this.

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  19. Very beautiful== simple but quintessentially lyrical!

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  20. Liked the image of a pirouette of awakening.

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  21. Ever upward, darlin'. I wonder how well we ever really see those around us, obscured as they are by what they mean to US.

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  22. love the pirouette of awakening, very delightful!

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  23. Wow! A really stunning poem. "The pirouette of awakening". What a great line. I loved "lifted a wing, feathered white". Beautiful!

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  24. I adore that line "The pirouette of awakening" as well....this is a breathtaking poem Bkm! :-)

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  25. LOVED the analogy! I suppose realization is not always a pleasant affair...
    This was a very classic example of that!!!
    Very stylishly done, bkm!!!

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  26. A lovely poem. I always loved the tale of the ugly duckling being transformed into the beautiful swan. Your poem took me back to when I first heard that tale as a child. :-)

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  27. This is really wonderful bkm. I love the opening and closing lines, and they realization in between.

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  28. I love the interpretation of the image, such flowing language telling beautifully a classic tale!

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  29. Beautifully mysterious. Amazing interpretation of Willow's prompt.

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