L'aura del Campo

Dancing across the waters [211] (25 lines-ish)

Dancing across the waters

Spring hope

It's a long ways across the waters
too far to swim, too cold, too choppy
too risky for an angel with clipped wings;
he'd dance across it if he could.

Summer mirage

The salt pan shimmers in the heat
as he shimmies to the jungle beat;
a memory, a genetic camouflage,
jeans grinding, sweet-n-salty, indiscreet.

Autumn puddles

A patch quilt in raiment red, green, and gold
and Boy George, by George, twirling to gentle notes,
a hush that ripples across the puddles
on a soft day of rainbows after the storm.

Winter pond

He skates as if his feet know the script,
the cursive tales he inscribes in ice
erased by sun and melt each day; to fly
across this palimpsest his only vice.

Spring hope

He swears he'd dance across the melting
river's roar; once healed he'd surely soar;
another spring, another thousand years;
this too shall pass; he folds his wounded wings.

© Kåre Enga [177.211] (3.september.2020)

25 lines (including seasons) quatrains of around 10 syllables, some rhyme.

PROMPT DANCING IN AN UNUSUAL PLACE - can be literal, metaphoric, surreal, whatever you want.

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