Friday, December 5, 2008

Dark Dance

Here's another one for the Saturday Share. I'm not crazy about the poem, but I think the picture turned out kind of cool. When I was layering a couple of my photos in photoshop to go along with the poem, the girl just mysteriously appeared. I airbrushed her a little to make her stand out. Originally, I had no intention to have her in there, but I guess she was determined to be a part of her own dance.




Dark Dance

Stark Cypress sway in celebration
Child of midnight spinning round
Shadows explode with symphonic elation
Lost in song on this frozen ground

Where turbulence and placidity abound
Gusts of pine needles sprinkle
Oh how mystical melodies resound
Around disembodied eyes a twinkle

Moonlit reflections wrinkle
And echo harmoniously across the bog
Sleepy curiosity rouses a jingle
Timid choir huddles under a log

Winter woodland rug rustles agog
With the dance of the dark child
She cloaks the night in frigid fog
Silhouetted hoots and howls are riled

She desires daylight to be beguiled
Breathing an elegy in anticipation
Between timbre wild and tone mild
Swirling disposition resonates sensation

4 comments:

Mary Stebbins Taitt said...

Cool art. Love the rainbows. The poem is interesting too.

bluerose9062 said...

Thanks Mary! The poem's ok. It's my second Virelay. I was more interested in how the art turned out. That child keeps coming back to haunt me ;]

The rainbows are from a photo of the cypress tree oil that floats in the bog.

Anonymous said...

ooh! Creepy bog girl.

Is she an Eleionomae from the poem above?

Paul

bluerose9062 said...

LOL! Probably! See, she keeps showing up everywhere! Seriously displaced waif!