A graceful water weaving dolphin
swirls wakes of gentle waves –
a white, silver blue phantom
shimmering in the noonday sun.
Gliding over the surface,
she dances an aquatic ballet
of corkscrew pirouettes
and majestic somersaults.
Then vanishes beneath the spray
to churns her engine upward –
soaring through the flaming hoop
to the oohs and applause
of a throng of short-sleeved hominids
bleachered beyond the rails.
Plunging into quiet depths,
she lingers for a moment
perhaps to recall the fresh sea air
and the borderless waters
in the golden days before the ships came.
By Robert Charles Howard
Artist Jody Bergsma
Text and image source: Snowwolfs Woodland Nook https://www.facebook.com/SnowwolfsWoodlandNook/
