Ladies of the Foam


The ladies of the foam
prepare for the dance.
Their legs kicking
higher
As they stretch to the sky.
The ladies of the foam
start the opening number
slowly
saving their energy for the coming of night.
The ladies of the foam
pirouette across the stage.
Leaping and jumping with a sense of
emergency
knowing the sun is fast approaching.
The ladies of the foam
finish their dance.
They cease the leaps of flight
calmly
And go off to prepare for the next dance.

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