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I am pulled from my bed
by piano keys
playing Habanera.
The strings of a cello
bring my bare feet
to the floor
inviting me to dance
to not say things like
“Another day in
Pandemic Paradise”
an oft repeated
morning mantra
seasoned with sarcasm.
Bizet invites me
to mend my mental posture.
So
I stride, I glide
I bend, I dip
I sway, I play.
I let my pj’s drop
slowly and sensually
to the floor.
I am the diva
of this new day.
My heart sings out.
My audience applauds.
Bravissima.
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Author Notes
I wrote this during Covid lock-down, but I try to remind myself every morning - I am the Diva of this day!
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