The floor stretches before me
black and white checkerboard tile
feet glide soundlessly
to the waltz in my head
My arms arched as if partnered
but empty
Silent
transparent forms
swirl around me
lost in the dance
Do they know I wonder
that they are behind the veil?
Perhaps it only matters
to me
left behind
© 2017 Christine Elizabeth Ray – All rights Reserved
Interesting
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Acknowledging my ghosts
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Very poignant, wonderful imagery
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Thank you so much
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Loved the way your imagination brought this to life and made it visible for all of us! Super photo to match your words!!
Chuck
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It is a great photo– very evocative of the mood I was trying to create.
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My pleasure, I enjoyed it !
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🙂
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