[Bootsandheels]

Femme Islander (I'm floating...) "The Island Girl Series" #2

(Sheepskin slippers and fleece again…sigh…sitting on a couch with Aisha…(tail wrapped around her nose)…gas fire burning in little loft above the barn…random animal noises from down below…)

Halfway between the water and the land I float…
Not knowing where I will land…
Between somewhere here and a ferryboat…
from some Seattle mainland…
to your peculiar I-sland…

I float…I swirl…like a small wave I advance…
I retreat…I advance…I retreat…perhaps I’ll dance…
Will I stay…will I go…where I’ll end up
Nobody knows…

Sitting now…greeting seniors at their center…
(where is center… my own center?)
A hug turns into a two-step twirl…
(I retreat…I advance…and I swirl..)
As a tall bent man sings “Mona Lisa”
(“are you real are you warm Mona Lisa…”?)
cataract filled eyes gazing into mine…
(even with my heels on…eye to eye…)

I retreat…I advance…perhaps I’ll dance…
Will I stay…will I go…where I’ll end up…
Nobody knows…

So I float like the ferryboats…
I swirl and I twirl…
Like a small wave I advance…
I retreat…I advance…
And towards center…
Perhaps I’ll dance…

Boots

Copyright lkfox 1/22/11