Ghosts

Emile Dubois

We move amongst ghosts
Like Nijinsky, Nureyev and Duncan
Dancers in a dream
Like Degas freezing moments Through a brief epoch of time
Sealing it in visions for far off days
Regrets, should've, would've, could've
If only those images were thawed
And flow restored 
The world in symmetry! 
Yet here we stall,watching shadows on a wall. Our reflection seldom seen
As we navigate...what might have been.

  • Author: Emile Dubois (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 5th, 2025 12:51
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Cassie58

    I imagined seeing choreographers and dancers moving fluidly, captured in a Degas painting. All gone. All great artists. I sense regret as though opportunities were not taken when they could have been. A lovely poem with fine imagery.

  • Poetic Licence

    A lovely write on reflecting back at chances or opportunity`s not taken when available, you get the image of dancing in the dark, really enjoyed the read

  • Cassie58

    Je vous en prie

  • NinjaGirl

    Comme c'est beau ! Je ne vous ai jamais vu sur ce site, mais j'aime vos poèmes ! En fait, je ne sais pas pourquoi vous avez choisi le nom d'une personne aussi horrible, mais je m'éloigne du sujet.

    • Emile Dubois

      Merci. Le nom n'est qu'une empreinte, l`essence tisse la tapisserie.

    • teardrop

      Very well written and your message received. Metaphors to die for, Thanks for the read.



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