Poetry Day: Morning Dancers

Posted on November 7, 2024 by Charles Yallowitz

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(Fog.  I’m pretty sure this came to me as I watched fog roll across a road towards a misty lake.)

They drift across the road

Following a subtle breeze

Amazing creatures

Of grace and mystery

Found only at first light

Hair of fragile ivory

Twist and twirl behind them

As they dance among the trees

Billowing gowns

Made of grayest satin

Swirl with every step

At times a violent action

Yet it never stirs the dew

The dance continues on

Until a lake is reached

The dancers leap

Upon the placid surface

Merging into mist

Supple limbs entwine

As they settle on the water

Too crowded for the dance

The mass is forced to wait

As the sun and wind

Tear them all to shreds

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About Charles Yallowitz

Charles E. Yallowitz was born, raised, and educated in New York. Then he spent a few years in Florida, realized his fear of alligators, and moved back to the Empire State. When he isn't working hard on his epic fantasy stories, Charles can be found cooking or going on whatever adventure his son has planned for the day. 'Legends of Windemere' is his first series, but it certainly won't be his last.
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6 Responses to Poetry Day: Morning Dancers

  1. noelleg44's avatar noelleg44 says:
    November 7, 2024 at 10:07 am

    Lovely, Charles. I love mist and fog.

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  2. L. Marie's avatar L. Marie says:
    November 7, 2024 at 10:40 am

    Yes, very lyrical and easy to picture. I couldn’t help thinking that if Disney ever produced a Fantasia 3, this would make a nice segment. I know the other two used music. But I could picture someone reading this poem while animators depicted what’s in the poem.

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  3. John W. Howell's avatar John W. Howell says:
    November 7, 2024 at 2:13 pm

    Beautiful, Charles. I have seen those dancers too.

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