She Dances In The Ghostly Glow Poem by Juan Olivarez

She dances in the ghostly glow,
Of a moon that neither cares nor knows.
Raven tresses on skin of snow,
hither and dither wildly flow.

She dances in the pale moonlight,
Of a moon that's never seen such sights.
On a trillion of such Earthly nights,
under stars that shine so bright.

She dances on from dusk till dawn,
In the ghostly glow until the morn.
All by herself lost and forlorn,
until tiny feet are tired and torn.

She'll dance forever till the end of time,
And leave unsolved an eternal rhyme.
She's the queen of Earthly pantomime,
waiting for the eternal clock to chime.

2/23/13 Alton Texas