Ekphrastic Poetry Challenge~ 2024-In Collaboration with Mr Paul Brooks of Wombwell Rainbows-Day-27

A Creative Poetry Challenge with
Artworks by Karen Pierce Gonzales, Sara Elizabeth Bell – Robert Frede Kenter

Red Dancer

What dancer is this?
what Roman or Ancient Red Indian Shaped
royal or classic or dancing on the range-
where the buffaloes run
where horses gallop rough,
and race the stagecoach strange;
where for miles no soul can be seen
where cries of YUHOO , Hiyaah
sound in the valley-
with tapping taps of castanets;
where shooters hide in the alley
but now it is silent,
still and cold, where is the bandman,
brave and bold, no orchestra
no cheering for the gains,
laid aside in red and white,
yet, its grandeur still abides-

‘Away Away, no music plays
No oil burns the lamp, bright-
I do see a group huddled n hooded
rubbing their hands,long boot footed,
What plans , what journeys, what rides
A mystery masks the dancer in red-
and so is the beauty of moves, dead.