She is alive and primed, on fire
Taught her body as if on a high wire
She flies and swirls like a cape through the air
Tossing her head like a bull, wisps slip from her hair.
Her feet clip and tap making sparks and flame
She is smoking hot and on top of her game.
No longer in the first flush of youth
Yet her beauty is there and her knowledge is proof!
No Katniss she older and wiser she
Yet in tune with Miss Everdeen she strives to be free.
Her spirit yearns to escape she is on fire
She draws us all in to teach and inspire .
So Katniss as much as I admire and love you
Sadly the fight you have fought is nothing new
It has forever been the work of the oppressed
To stand up and fight , on fire like the dress.
Jun 01, 2015 @ 14:43:28
Liked this.
Just mulling over ‘Taught her body’ against ‘Her body taught’
Both work, it’s just a me thing.
Thank you for the read. G:)
Jun 01, 2015 @ 14:54:20
I know I often like to reverse words …. somehow to me they sound more lyrical! That’s just a me thing 😉 but you have a valid point both work!
Jun 01, 2015 @ 16:27:56
Terrific poem. Love the spirit and f.i.r.e. 😀
Jun 01, 2015 @ 16:45:08
I am hot hot … not really it is cold and raining here!! But I can dream!!
Jun 02, 2015 @ 03:15:38
Hot in art is what counts, Willow. Hot, hot , hot you are. 🙂
Jun 02, 2015 @ 04:46:45
Thank you Tess. ❤
Jun 02, 2015 @ 10:49:07
You are welcome, Willow. ❤
Jun 02, 2015 @ 10:53:49
🙂 ❤
Jun 01, 2015 @ 18:07:18
Love the Hunger Games reference, and the dresses in those pictures are stunning!
Jun 01, 2015 @ 18:30:20
I love the hunger games can’t wait to see three and four..loved the dresses too!!
Jun 01, 2015 @ 20:02:30
Reblogged this on Greatpoetrymhf's Weblog and commented:
Pure delight
Jun 02, 2015 @ 04:51:05
Thank you for the reblog.
Jun 01, 2015 @ 21:01:44
Thank you for the reblog! 🙂