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    dots Submission Name: Like a Calfdots

    Author: cuddledumplin
    ASL Info:    36/ f/UK
    Elite Ratio:    4.08 - 6269/5927/526
    Words: 24
    Class/Type: Poetry/Misc
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    dotsLike a Calfdots

    You are like a ballet dancer's calf,
    a crux of strength and grace,
    holding me aloft
    though I remain conscious
    of the floor.

    Submitted on 2004-12-30 13:05:19     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      This is a nice little snipit...and your right...that calf muscle has got to be able to move trucks in order to dance ballet. I still remember charlie horses from hours at the barre. That's gotta be one strong person to be the calf of a dancer. I like how you remain "conscious of the floor" as if even though this person has tremendous strength...you still can't quite give over the reigns...
    Nice image.
    | Posted on 2005-01-12 00:00:00 | by marysunshine | [ Reply to This ]
      I love it. :) I really love it because it compares the ballet dancers calf and holding you aloft. Just so much to anaylze in this short piece. All your pieces are like that for me. Trying to first take it for what I see then figuring out many different aspects of it. It's fun! :) Great job.
    | Posted on 2004-12-30 00:00:00 | by borderlinetears | [ Reply to This ]
      What a wonderful thought, the ballerina's calf holding you up and making you the ballerina. Love is, afterall, the power that makes us feel like we are what we want to be. Good love anyway. Your awareness of the floor signifies your lack of trust in this calf of yours. This reminds me of a figure skater, vulnerable to the strength of the partner that holds her in the air. She has to be oblivious of the ice beneath her, fully trusting her partner in order to complete her routine with perfect grace. Your dancer will falter without this trust. Your love will fail without this trust...

    Small steps, I guess, along a path to eternal love. He's holding you up there, and as long as you have this awareness of the ground you will be capable of protecting yourself in a fall. But until you let go, you will never feel the freedom and exhilaration of that perfect dance.

    Well done. Hope I'm following...
    | Posted on 2004-12-30 00:00:00 | by deadndreaming | [ Reply to This ]
      lot of depth in very few words. nice job with metaphor here, focusing on the one area of the body. :-)

    [computer sayss i need more words...]
    | Posted on 2004-12-30 00:00:00 | by joeyalphabet | [ Reply to This ]
      I'd say a dancer's calf is fairly reliable, especially when you mention your awareness of the floor. Really Amy, I don't know how you find these ideas, but you don't have to tell me your secrets. I wouldn't want to spoil this by knowing the mystery involved. All of us have our own special brand of genie that seeps out of the lamp. It's a very cool description of being supported and balanced, in fact I can't imagine a better love.
    OK, I swooning now,
    | Posted on 2004-12-30 00:00:00 | by nansofast | [ Reply to This ]
      i just saw the Nutcracker the other day, and this made me think of a few scenes where the guy holds the woman aloft. i was looking at his calves, noticing how strong and muscular they were. she must put a lot of trust in this guy! your poem reflected all that in all its shortness! it's a great metaphor for the trust one must have in a relationship. well done!
    | Posted on 2004-12-31 00:00:00 | by magnicat | [ Reply to This ]
      I like how you write a love poem with nothing more than one image. but these few words about the image say more than most of the 'long' love poems.
    at first you confused me a bit with the last line. I thought you had a typo and meant 'on' instead of 'of'. but I get it now. you're in love but still you are aware that it could end every moment. or am I far off track??
    | Posted on 2005-01-01 00:00:00 | by eve1684 | [ Reply to This ]
      I liked this a lot Amy. I always marvel at the grace and strength of the ballet dancers, or similarly figure skaters and even trapeze artists. There has to be such perfect balance and timing, and trust yes, but not so much of the individual, but of the delicate nature of the relationship itself.

    I found the final lines "Though I remain conscious / Of the floor" a distinct contrast in emotion from the first three. The ballerina and figure skater have to learn to forget the hard surface and the possibility of a fall, -being held aloft must feel natural and easy as well exhilarating. The closing lines suggest a certain foreboding, or at least a smidgeon of apprehension. I like that too, - no rose colored glasses here, well maybe rose colored, but not myopic lenses.
    | Posted on 2005-01-04 00:00:00 | by Silverdog | [ Reply to This ]

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