Friday, June 10, 2011

The Belly Dancer

Kalama dances with fear,
every swift move of the hip
a slap on sweaty cheeks.
Bystanders gather ‘round
the flaming torch, hypnotic
eyes and mouths are 'O's.
Wafting smoke lifts all
doubt lulls anxious hearts
who believe in The Power
with gifts of gratitude.

@laurie kolp

9 comments:

Andy McDonald said...

Wow. It really makes it seem like some sort of ritual. Great write.

brenda w said...

The move from Kalama's fear to the bystanders' belief in The Power is striking. It leaves me feeling unsettled. Well constructed.

mindlovemisery said...

This is beautiful a complete sensory experience! I have always wanted to try Belly Dancing

Poets United said...

As Poets United reaches its first anniversary this week we want to thank you for your support. Over the past year we have grown to 250 members plus and are steadily growing.

Poets United is proud to have you as one of our members and look forward to another successful year.

Your imagination, creativity and willingness to share with us is what makes our community such a wonderful place. Thank you for beautiful poetry and thank you for being a part of Poets United.

Poets United

Laurie Kolp said...

Thank you... I love to hear everyone's interpretations!

I am happy to be a part of Poets United, too.

Enchanted Oak said...

Lovely line break here:
"Wafting smoke lifts all
doubt lulls anxious hearts"

Dave King said...

Great first line. Hypnotic, yes!

Kim Nelson said...

I SEE IT! Well done, Laurie.

Madeleine Begun Kane said...

Wonderfully evocative!