She looks out over the mirror-like lake,
 as the rippling waves come crashing towards her
 as she sits on the silvery dock listening
 as the waves rush closer to her and under her.
She breathes in,
 not the fishy smell
 but the beauty and elegance of everything around her.
As the sky prepares for battle,
 the clouds thickly cover over
   as if a deep fog settling.
As the wind blows, the girl shivers inwardly
 as if icy fingers were tiptoeing down her back.
Slowly, the waves begin to bob towards the shore
 as fairy-like creatures dance a ballet
   on the shimmering floor.
In the distance beyond the curtain of fog,
 a snare drum-roll is heard.
Nearby, she hears a flute and turns to see
 the trees shuddering in fear.
The cymbal-like crash of the waves
 against the shore in 4/4 rhythm
   with the flute in its own time.
The drum-roll begins to close in on the girl
 becoming louder as it comes.
The curtain closes around the girl
 as she listens to the music
   and tries to find the ballet dancers in the dungeony darkness.
Soon an electric white heat streaks before her eyes
 blinding her a minute
 while the bass drum booms
   across the theatre for a moment.
She spies the fallen dancers as they drift
 helplessly away like rag dolls.
Warm air rushes toward her,
 but she only feels the prickle of the xylophone
   trinkling over her body.
Lightly the pianist composes a new tune
 the notes becoming a loud high-pitched stacatto
   as the shard-like notes break the mirror and stage into pieces.
The girl so enraputured does not at first
 feel the change of music
   but leans closer over the edge as if in a trance.
At the climax of nature's compositions,
 all instruments stopped sharply
   leaving notes
   hanging
   in the air as an echo.
A swirling mist
 crept out from the border
 where the stage once had lain.
Tendrils of mist
 began crawling to center stage
   erasing all that was
      as if a dream ending.


Go back for more poetry
Go back to my main page
This page is maintained by Cynthia and was last modified on Friday, November 27, 1998. 1