Swirls

Stir the magic frothing foam to

Soothe the seething cauldron of

Her mystical elliptical

Simmering upon the pit.

Sending signals in the air

To hither, yon and everywhere.

Passersby are mystified,

Eyes transfixed to catch the prize.

 

Simple swirls,

Lovely pearls adorning alabaster skin.

Complex rhyme

Marking time around in circles, then again.

 

Peaks and valleys never seen,

Must be totally serene.

No sharp angles, tears or tangles,

Shades of yellow, red and green to

Give direction, offer pattern.

No rules given or allowed.

Swirling, twirling, billowing

High above her anxious crowd.