portrait of a friend


The mountain dancer


He comes across the mountains
not as a wanderer but as a dancer
mounting them and conquering them
as if they were molehills,
dancing upwards without climbing them,
as if he actually flew across them,
and that is maybe his secret:
his feet have wings like his spirit,
and therefore he never can settle down
but must keep flying
especially across the mountains,
no peak or pass or range wall being to high for him,
since he just can keep on dancing
even across the highest of mountains.







Poetry by Laila Roth
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Written on 2008-09-09 at 20:33

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2008-11-17


John Lambremont, Sr.
Correction "No pass or peak" etc, better moved to line 5 or 6
2008-09-10


John Lambremont, Sr.
The editor in me says move the line "No peak or pass..." etc.
to line 4 or line six, and end with "but must keep flying". That would give the poem a bit of mystery as to his "compulsion"; plus three of the last 4 lines are repetitive and add nothing.


That said, I liked this a lot, very creative.
2008-09-10



A revealing portrait of a romantic and happy soul here, I was pleased to read he was a he for a tchange, as most dancers are female in portrayal terms, he sounds like a friend who could overcome any barrier or mountain in his path to get to where he wants to be....

A very encouraging and uplifting read, thanks for sharing his journey,

Tai
2008-09-10


Phyllis J. Rhodes
How awesome to dance over mountains. Mountains mean trials and troubles to me and when they come into my life, I have to scratch and crawl my way over. I suspect he wears altitude attitude shoes, beliving he can get over and above the challenges life brings. This is a very good poem.
2008-09-09


Kathy Lockhart
oh my this is wonderful! I mean it made me sigh with a sigh that only comes in the presence of beauty. bookmarked! applaud!
2008-09-09