I once caught a Winter Dancer from the corner -
of my young , mischievous eye
A spirit wrapped in red , gold and brown garments performing -
against the morning sky
She rattled loose tin
Racked steely chimes
Commanding .. Conniving..
Determined ..Driving ..
Sheets whipping on the clothesline
Hens flying ..
Rabbit dogs whining ...
Hay captured along the fencerow
A quick step march with rattling corn ..
Novembers chilly , early do-se-do ..
A tongue tied raven succumbed to her charms
He made for the sun in her invisible arms
Dancing acorns , whistling sage
They whirled in response to Winters --
wicked ways ...