I’ve combined a quadrille for dVerse (using some form of the word kick), and a poem for Jane Dougherty’s A Month with Yeats Challenge, Day 7. Today’s quotation:
‘…stars, grown old
In dancing silver-sandalled on the sea,
Sing in their high and lonely melody.’
In the nighttime sea,
the stars sing–
ringing bells in the sky,
ensorcelling with their melodies.
Kicking and dancing in twinkling splendor,
they blaze, then die.
Yet their light,
shimmers faintly in the night,
silvered dust of time and space.