NaPoWriMo -19 Day-22 : Ekphrastic poem

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Day 22 Prompt: Write a poem that engages with another art form –  to express something about another form of art.

Dance: Language of the Soul

Quivering bells on poised feet

Pounding Heart waiting in the wings
for the music to begin...

The beats began- the lyrics flowed

I sailed into the arc lights

My face, my eyes

My feet , my hands

My body, my soul

Sprung to life

My dream unfurled

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The tinkle of my anklets 
had become silent with time
And now a whiff from the past 
Stir sleeping memories
No anklets on my feet
And yet the chime resonates
There is no dais
And yet my feet they dance
to a soundless melody...