I let the music dress me
in a party gown the color
of melting emeralds,
in a scarlet and black uniform
with a sword,
in raggedy rat-fur, and a nightgown
trimmed with lace, let it sweep me
around the Christmas tree,
into glorious battle,
and through the snowflakes
to the land of sugar plums,
let it spin me and twirl me
up onto my toes and lift me
high above the stage
in impossible leaps
until love and goodness triumph
and I descend to earth
to take my bow.
At the Nutcracker Ballet
20 Saturday Dec 2014
A Life in Poems 
Love the color of melted emeralds—and much more! Judy Here’s my post for today: https://grieflessons.wordpress.com/2014/12/20/4912/
Thanks, Judy!
I loved this Willow! The whole poem has a musical feel to it, like a song. The images were gorgeous–“melting emeralds” was especially vivid for me. So glad to see a post from you dear friend!
Thanks so much! Alameda, where I live, has its own Nutcracker, a surprisingly lush and wonderful production. I’m happy to be posting my poems again–apparently I don’t have to “hold my tongue” after all 🙂 And the best part of posting them is hearing back from you, my good friend.
Nicely done. Welcome back!
Thank you–I’m glad to be back.
Willow! You’re back! I’m so glad! I’ve missed your lovely way with words. I’ve gotten behind in my WP notifications and this is the first opportunity I’ve had to see that that you’re rejoined us. I’m very happy to see your work once again.
Hi, Kate! I’m only sort of back, as I’m not feeling well, but I hope to be all the way back soon. Glad you like the Nutcracker!
Brings back sweet memories of my daughter dancing in the Nutcracker. Glad you shared here.
Those WOULD be sweet memories–how lovely!
Amazing! 🙂
Thank you so much!