backyard latin

the dragonflies
the sky
the sun
behind

a dancefloor
suggested
in the air

tango sharp
they are

they are over

here

then

they’re

over there

how then
did they learn
to dance
in the air

like this

slow
slow
and quick-quick

then a slow
my dear

let me

around you

I’ll-stay close

a dragonfly tango
the dragonfly tango
I float above you
then it’s down I go

a dragonfly tango
the dragonfly tango
I fly beside you
then

 

I go


© Frank Prem, 2017

Poem #30: the disruption in Mary’s Room

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