Lady Lightning


To the droning of the distant drums
she dances in the dark
twirling like a graceful ballerina.
She does a mean flamenco too,
and wildly twists and twirls
like a belly dancer with her veils.

She tosses back her flowing hair
in a flash of subtle light
as sparks go flying from her fingertips
dramatically she waves her hands, 
and all the sky is lit 
for her — the lady of the light.


                         october 2002


 

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 Volume II