Best Ballerina Poems

Like delicate white swans were they,
the white swans of a grand ballet -
ballerinas waiting in a row
underneath the candlelight’s soft glow.

But what are ballerinas with no parts
to make them dance? The poet gives them hearts!
Inking pirouettes and sautés onto white,
she gave them words to spin...

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A born lioness my untamed heart? ha! 
a mouse, this pulsing token ruled by unruly wants
at times given, traded or stolen - sometimes
thrown down on a dare to be won or lost 
till it became a paper tigress in tatters; 
regrets and rejections  remorse...

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The Ballerina


The curtain parted...there upon the stage,
'neath bright chatoyant spotlight's glaring glow
she stood, a cynosure in tunneled beam;
demure, yet with ineffable glamor.

With lovely bow, this ingenue young girl,
composed, yet like a whirling breeze, began
her lissome ballet dance of twirls and swirls
to mellifluous sounds of violins.

A...

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her silken skirt flows
displaying her slender leg
and beautiful toe
as she sways rhythmically
to the notes of breeze...

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A ballerina 
 blissfully bended 
in blue
reaches out
 into the 
overbearing 
embrace of  
empty space .
Hopelessly
hankering for 
the fondness
 of a familiar face 
to set all her  
life’s  pieces 
back into 
place ....

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Third day on her honeymoon
Sharon asks Butch what it's like 
for a man before he gets married.

A bricklayer by trade, 
and a man of few words,
Butch doesn’t know what to say 

but he knows Sharon has always 
liked to go bowling; in fact, 
that’s how...

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Princess ballerina
Comfortably numb
Hidden from the world
Holding angels ransom
Princess ballerina
With ivory inked thighs
Legs swallowing purity
Prying pink eyes
Princess ballerina
With sin studded threats
Slicing delicacy
With pierced pirouettes 
Princess ballerina
Leering from afar
Come out of the corner
My jaded sultry star...

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brittle stained jagged fingernails
scratch against the splint hairs
of a cold weathered wooden elbow

an impatient clock had sapped
a once supple leather coat

now requiring constant mending
as homeless unraveling posed an inevitable ending

torn pockets spilled over
with a plethora of dead letters

hope had long ago delivered 
its final walking...

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A born lioness my untamed heart? ha!...

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The Little Ballerina

At the same old corner, at the same old crossing,
was a large white mansion with a girl’s spirit roaming.
Wearing heavy damp shoes and dewed bits of cloth,
a man enters, making little of the little ballerina’s wrath.

Wiping off the caked mud on his shoe,
as...

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captures her beauty in short strokes,
pen and ink frolic.
the exposure of vigor to the shoulders,
lace pirouetting, around her
budding flowers and hips.

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her poised dalliance, relaxed.
her back to the admirer.
the weightlessness
characterized in charcoal skirt,
twining with a bare-orchid backdrop.

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her frontal drop-dead gorgeousness
shrouded, but
for the tease of a slender...

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My Little Ballerina

Jacklyn
I love you more than you can possibly know.
Gpa

Somehow I missed the moment
I didn't get to see her twirl.
My little ballerina
my little dancing girl.

Loving her forever
even long before she's born.
I loved every step she took
and every dancing shoe she's worn.

Born against the odds...

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Sunlight dances on
Water like ballerina
Gracefully on stage...

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It burns, but they marvel as I dance on fire.

Oh, what an exchange for the price I pay.

There's an ugly truth to the game I play....

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Elizabeth Marie Tall Chief
bigotry gave her grief
failing health, unsteady,
she railed, “Get my swan costume ready!”...

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