Waves on a dark but sparkling sea
They cluster together
And with the sounds of the first drums
Sail into position
Striking a pose.
Stretching out in formation
Gentle waves of skirts flaring
Breasts lifting in sweet provocative gestures
Hands arched in arabesques
Like leaping dolphins.
The coins on their bras
Catch the lights and sparkle
Like Sun lighting the whitecaps.
Spiraling outward Like a nautilus shell
Eternal in movements
Eternity flows From long fingertips.
Now the Sea roils
With stomping feet
They mark the tempo
Increase it with breakers
Crashing over their gleaming heads
To fall together in Turkish drop
The Sea finally Calm and restored.
-By Author and Poet Jane Bartel
LAST ONE – END OF MY VISIT TO INDIA AND DUBAI – BELLY DANCER