A Gentle Pirouette

A Gentle Pirouette

Words whisper,
quiver shimmering chiffon
while heart sings,

keeps faith,

and edges its way through filters
to find love.

Vision grasps,

simplifies life's complex caverns,
and finds music in the rush of ocean waves.

Hers is a gentle pirouette;

a reflection of vitality's magic
when voice finds
its smile in expression.

We listen closely
and ears find meaning -

we hold dear these patterns
that remind our hearts
to beat.

— Pamela A. Lamppa, Jan 25, 2010

About This Poem

About the Author

Region, Country: New England - USA, USA

Favorite Poets: Robert Frost, Robert Louis Stevenson, William Butler Yeats, John Keats, Pablo Neruda, Algernon Charles Swinburne, T.S. Elliott, and too many more to begin to cover them all.

Critiques

Kailashana

16 years 4 months ago

Indeed Pamela. The heart

Indeed Pamela. The heart beats until it doesn't. But to find that space inside.....! Lovely this pirouette of yours... ~A "What we do for ourselves dies with us. What we do for others and the world remains and is immortal." Albert Pine

Pamela A. Lamppa

16 years 4 months ago

I thank you kind poetess

I appreciate your words on this piece so much. I was beginning to wonder if I was going to have anyone reading my work and finally - a comment. I must get out there and comment more I guess. BUT all that aside, I am pleased you enjoyed this one. Art in all forms, has a way of touching the inner spirit and releasing nothing less than life energy. How lucky we are to find it when we have the opportunity. Thank you again. ~Pamela

Kailashana

16 years 4 months ago

Hang in there… sometimes I

Hang in there... sometimes I get to the site and read the poems in the stream the newest and then work backwards in reading poems sometimes I start with my poem and work forwards, depending all on when I go to the site and why. Usually it takes a few days to make the circuit. I don't get responses for 2 or 3 days. Sometimes never. That's just the way it is. Commenting helps, sometimes in exploring a new poem brewing in oneself. ~A "What we do for ourselves dies with us. What we do for others and the world remains and is immortal." Albert Pine

Seren

16 years 4 months ago

Dear Pamela

I am awed at this beautiful write of yours ... and it is beautiful ... pirouettes of the heart ... love and hugs Jayne-Chloe x x

Pamela A. Lamppa

16 years 4 months ago

Thank you Jayne

I appreciate your kind words so much and am pleased you enjoyed this one. ~Pamela

lyz

16 years 2 months ago

And beat ones does

Dear Pam, this is indeed breathless, sorry I am late to the party but as u know I am away more than on of late. I loved this well woven piece and I am pleased not to have missed out on it. How is the family, all well I hope. Say hi. XX