Showing posts with label ballerina. Show all posts
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Friday, August 13, 2010

MAGPIE/ Prompt #27

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FITTINGs

I used to be a dancer
like the Degas ballerina,
knees and joints warming up,
to perform a plie'.

Lost my footing,
knees collided,
now I'm just an artifact,
overlapping flanges,
no recovery in sight.

Patina gilds my age,
and crumbling toes
dissolve en pointe.

Joints out of kilter,
valves clogged.
Do me a favor
and pull the plug.

I'm zapped,
unhappy,
unglued,
un-tutu-ed.


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Thanks again, Willow, for asking us to stretch our imagination in response to your prompt!


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Thursday, August 27, 2009

MeMe

THANK YOU, SYLVIA, AT STUDIO SYLVIA, for honoring me with the MeMe Blog Award. It is wonderful to find kindred souls, isn't it? Your Blog is always imaginative and you are genuinely charming. I thank you and fate. A good combination!
What's required of me is to list 7 pieces of information about myself. Now the brain is going to work! I hope to come up with, and surprise myself with something new. I thought that I had already told all...maybe not!!
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Then I am to pass the MeMe Blog Award on to 7 lovely bloggers... not difficult at all, and hopefully to be taken up and passed along..and on and on....
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MY LIST:
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1. I will talk to strangers and they will be laughing within 10 seconds..and no, I'm not making funny faces!!
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2. I believe that God, dreaming us, has bestowed the great gift of Mozart, Chocolate, Fred Astaire, and Julia Child, to us, to keep us from going really nuts. Oh yes, Vermeer, and, and .... Plus all of yours.
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3. Both of my Grandfathers emigrated from Russia after the Revolution, left wives and children behind (to be summoned later), came to NYC to look for streets paved with gold. One became a bootlegger, the other became a poet. Neither found too much gold, just a few flecks! Changed professions.
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4. I'd usually rather cook for you than go out. Although sometimes I don't mind being served. I love to cook, to throw a party. I always adjust recipes, I can taste what's on the printed page, make it my own. No one has ever complained. My ideal life has someone else doing the clean-up.
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5. I was almost arrested by the KGB in Moscow. Once I tempted fate, the second time was bordering on entrapment.
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6. I've had 2 major professions. #1..Makeup artist to the stars. #2...Consulting the stars(the heavenly ones) for answers...astrology, Tarot, any kind of divination that inspires me. Teaching meditation, healing with Reiki, spiritual consultations, all around psychic, ghost whisperer with a very ecumenical point of view.
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7. I am old enough to retire from anything, but I really wish that I was retiring from having been a Prima Ballerina. Or even a Broadway gypsy. Maybe next time.
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Now, here is my list of bloggy pals..will you please accept? It's good to know more about us!
ARTIT
eclectique
goddessoftheconfluence
Hello, Absurd World
POETIKAT'S INVISIBLE KEEPSAKES
Rubbish By Roan
The Keeping Room

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