Dancers
On a strip of white damp sand,
Surrounded by bright blue-green water,
She dances.
Pelican dive for fish,
Never pause to look at her dancing.
She pauses
To wipe sweat from her forehead,
Then repeats hand gestures over and over.
As she seeks perfection,
I turn to watch the splashes
Made by the pelicans' dives.
The splashed water is also dancing,
Doing a very complex dance.
Duane Locke
Posted over on Electric Acorn
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