I wrote this poem last summer after spending the Fourth of July with friends at Lake Stevens. It is dedicated to those of you who were there, sharing your creativity through music, dance, and fire poi. You reminded me that art is meant to be shared. You were joyful and spontaneous; you were living in the moment; you were so beautiful. Thanks for being who you are. This poem is my response.
July 4th, 2008 - On Lake Stevens
The dancers dance on the dock
On the lake
As the drum beats in the dark
And musicians play
On the deck
Of the house by the lake
A fire burns on the sand
By the lake
And fire flies from the hands
Of dancers on the dock,
Whirling in time
To the music from the deck.
Dark boats stop
On the lake in the dark
To watch the dancer on the dock
Fling fire from her hands.
The dancers dance in the sand
And musicians play on the deck
And drummers drum on the dock,
As fire flares in the sky
And cracks above the dark lake.
© Elise Morrison Siegel 2009
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