Dancing to Death

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Historical Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
This poem is about Isadora Duncan, a dancer considered the inventor of modern dance. She was a very talented person but lived a life of tragedy. Her two children died suddenly, which plays a big role in this poem. Hope you enjoy!

Submitted: April 04, 2011

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Bare feet tapping against the tile, She elegantly sways into the spotlight, All her love, lust, life in her toes. In her ear a violin plays a sad tune, Of Death coming, an old friend. In the other of the washed up screams Of children, an ocean filling their lungs. She spins faster and faster, The violin screeching, the children crying, Until finally she collapses, and a snake Makes its way around her neck, And lets her slowly join the children.


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