Showing posts with label swans. Show all posts
Showing posts with label swans. Show all posts

Monday, August 4, 2014

Sleep: Dreams and Nightmares 42


“My soul is an enchanted boat,
Which, like a sleeping swan, doth float
Upon the silver waves of thy sweet singing” 

- Percy Bysshe Shelley

Monday, July 28, 2014

Prima

Swans - tyler shields


If you are a dancer, an artist or dreamer realize that you have to get your start somewhere and there's no room for entitlement on the way up. Humble yourself or you will end up on your butt... Speaking of butts please know that smoking is a terribly nasty habit that will only kill you quicker. Look dolls instead of keeping you thinner it will only make you age badly and cause emphysema... but with that said there's nothing more graceful than living in the moment. And if you want to be a prima ballerina instead of a swan... Love yourself more!

Here's a story about starting out!

Enjoy!
Kisses, m.

Amateur
(3-5-2011)

Can I ask you something? Why yes I’m after you. And I’m terribly nervous. Can you tell? A little. It’s just the whole Amateur night thing. Oh, my question. Tell me, do you come here often to you know? You know to these Amateur nights. No. Me either.  I’ve never been. And I’m terribly worried that I’m dressed inappropriately. Thanks, it is French lace. But I’m certain that I’m overdressed. Your camisole looks much less conspicuous and... So what do you think? Why are you here? You wanted to dance. And what else?  You don’t understand. Let me see, what do I mean? Because I was thinking that if you wanted to dance this isn’t exactly the type of profession that encourages dance. Stripping has very little to do with the dance. Yeah, I suppose it is a shame. Oh why yes, I’ll take a cigarette. Of course, you understand I’m not a smoker. Not anymore. Quit. Three years last October. My ex used to tell me it was a nasty habit. Well’s not so bad when you meet a fellow smoker. A cigarette will make this easier. Yes. All of this... this club, this place and the people.  You see I don’t’ usually do things like this. What do you mean, like what? Like this. Going to a club, meeting strangers and dancing for money. I know what you’re thinking. Why go to all this trouble if you don’t like this sort of thing? I don’t know. It’s not that I don’t like it. It’s simply unknown. Whenever  I come across an unknown that makes me wonder I have to think or say “why not?” Because a life without a little exploration once in a while is not a life I want to lead. You’re on. Good luck. Thanks again.