Friday, February 23, 2018

The Snow Queen/dVerse

The Snow Queen

Cerulean blue rings above
Doe-see-doe your partner
Blue sky and white fluffy clouds
Gracefully exchange places

Round and round they go
While snow falls on the mountain
Castanets click as violins play
The sun sparkles off the new fallen snow

The little part of the world
Northern New Mexico
Fresh and new
The dance continues

Passions rise
A matador's pose
And then you step forward
The crowd applauds

The musician picks the strings
For the tune of his choice
The girl in grey
Points her tow

Spins across the stage
Light as a feather
Swans tuck them heads
Under their wings as the pianist plays

February 22, 2018

4 comments:

brudberg said...

What a lovely scene... the way the couple mirror the snow on the mountains.

Sherry Marr said...

This poem is so visually lovely, Annell. Beautifully done.

Vivian Zems said...

You reflected this dance beautifully.

Sascha Darlington said...

I love how the sky and clouds seem to mirror the dance. The flow is lovely.