Portrait of A Ballerina
written by: Eoghan Lyng
@eoghanlyng
Starved of body, mind and soul,
Mind control, an image held,
Falls on you to bear.
Pirouettes, the suffragettes you
Left behind could blind
Themselves on a puttering rope.
Resplendently, respectfully, I ask
Routine, it seems, penance
You would only pay from art.
On an image stand, I hand,
To you the courageous walk
You had to dance.
Waxed, in tight set dress,
I confess, your vigour sweeps,
The glass cased chain.
Eoghan Lyng
Eoghan Lyng is an Irish man and sometime writer. He lives in Glasgow, having written from the perspective from Cork, Madrid and Prague. He has written for OutlawPoetry, VadaMagazine and FromTheLighthouse.
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