This day
is tie-dyed velvet:
Sequined blue blinks below,
milk swirled turquoise above,
Bald Eagle arcs over
undulating sunburnt pink hills,
Red-tailed Hawk swoops above
evergreen shadows that
shimmy under shining sun.
This day
is tie-dyed velvet:
Sequined blue blinks below,
milk swirled turquoise above,
Bald Eagle arcs over
undulating sunburnt pink hills,
Red-tailed Hawk swoops above
evergreen shadows that
shimmy under shining sun.
Shawn Bird is an author, poet, and educator in the beautiful Shuswap region of British Columbia, Canada. She is a proud member of Rotary.
[ Smiles ] Lovely poem, my dear!
Merci, Renard.
absolutely love this shawn!!!
My thanks, Don.
Mrs. Bird, belly dancing, o-my!
Not since I broke my ankle, unfortunately!
Broke your ankle belly-dancing?
Nope. Walking across the road to get the mail during the big snow dump in January.
Awe
evergreen shadows that
shimmy under shining sun.
Only you can write such wonderful lines 🙂
Others probably can; I just did. 😉
😀
I love the alliteration. Sequined blue below. and that great last line.
Thanks, Tyler.
tie-dyed velvet – great imagery.
I’ll have to post a picture of my belly dance troupe in the tie-dyed velvet tops that were the inspiration! 🙂
Please do.
😉
Lovely images here so beautifully penned:)
Thank you, Cheryl Lynn.
What an amazing poem!
Thank you. I’m glad you enjoyed it.
You are welcome.
As I read this, I think of the troupe of teen-aged belly dancers, fully-clothed and completely elegant, in a small-town Founder’s Day parade, this morning.
Yes, the bikini tops are a rare thing in most troupes, and the body control is impressive (particularly the belly, of course) when done well. 🙂 Personally, I tend to be the comic relief, I think. 😉
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