Two-Step Light Dance

On a dark and deserted beach
Light and water entwine
In relentless tumbles;
Gentle but determined waves
Wash the sand
With sighs of futility.

The city’s Christmas lights,
Refracted in parallel
Trembling lines
Of blue and ochre,
Water and earth,
swell, sway,
Then disappear
In the hollow of a curl,
To emerge again
In a two-step waltz.

They rock and sway
constantly side by side,
nearly touching,
yet not bridging the gap…
until they bleed and run
on wet sand
in the last notes
of a retreating whisper,
glistening brightly
just long enough
to paint a dream
then erase it.

About emmylgant

Cloud watcher and dreamer sometimes wise, often foolish, but I am what I am.
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11 Responses to Two-Step Light Dance

  1. makagutu says:

    You have been a way long.
    Hope all is well with you


  2. john zande says:

    I can hear the music to that.

    Great to see you back.


  3. PapaBear says:

    Ebb and flow…, the tides of life, air, light, and water the elements. Beautiful words, Emm. Welcome back. Missed your Med.


  4. Superb, AnElephant loves the cyclic, almost tidal, use of the wet sand.


  5. Mike says:

    Not to detract from the entire piece, the image in the opening stanza will probably stay with me for the day. Beautiful work.


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