Lucy In The Sky Poem by Janice M Pickett

She sat alone in the corner of the room
The others chatted and enjoyed the party
which was now in full swing.

I watched her from my comfortable chair
in the living room across the hall
She was a slim petite little thing
she looked sad and alone.

Silently she walked over to the CD player
and flicked through the Cd's there
with little enthusiasm she
placed a CD in the machine and turned it on

From my view point I watched as the
Beatles old classic
Lucy in the sky with diamonds
began to play

As if a magical spirit had
entered her soul
the young girl slowly
began to sway to the music

She swayed her head from left to right
her arms swiveling in the air.
I was stunned as I watched

Her very being became that music
she was as good as any gymnast
I had seen

With an effortless leap on the air
she slid across the floor into the splits.
Once down there she rotated her body
in a way I thought impossible

As the beat increased so did
her floor show
No signs of the shy little girl
anymore.

Finally she rose to her feet again
spiraling as she went
Stretching so tall
I was sure she would lose her balance

The music slowed and Lucy as I
began to call her
slowed with the sudden rejection

With her body hunched and the music silent
she returned to sit alone
in the corner of the room