Your carriage awaits...

We are celebrating at  dVerse poets' pub this week.  The grass roots of the group began 3 years ago with a small band of people, and we are having a "ball."  It's a virtual garden party and I'm taking the ice....treat yourselves to some good poetry today.

Fountains spray champagne wishes
for the minions,
chiseled ice is kept cool;
Marvel the artisanship
of the centerpiece-

images of us
Carved statuesque sculptures,
frozen in time
Elegant pieces of art,
statues in ice.
surrounded by gourmet                                                                
hors 'doeuvres -
a scene fit for a king
No jagged edges,
only clear portals to the soul
Dormant yet alive -

breathing, yet not,
intimate words escaping
in cool breathes,
warming -
Potent, poignant philosophy
embedded within
Flamenco dancers in ice
flow with the music,
lull us into la-la land -
revealing within themselves
numerous colorful party lights,
each one a poem reflected
in the melting stream circulating,
Their pondering creates
unique interior shine
For poets, writers, of all types
and nationalities-
cool waves fuel their thoughts,
preserves them temporarily,
for us to savor their offerings

until the last birthed
 stanza or word

Looking through the glassy bodies,
or the vitreous book,
we see many slants on life,
candles burning bright
At the ball, masque it is to be,

there are no prize for gain,

no contests and no fame
 implied

Join us in the celebration
of light -
There is a party tonight!
Stay while waterfalls
of verses run
to the rivers, and the rivers
run to the sea -

we simply celebrate with joy
reading and writing poetry