the click and clack of castanets
accompany the dancers’ steps
the music’s not quite music yet
the dancers never once misstep
the skirts that swirl and twirl and flare
around lithe bodies and legs bare
are coloured petals in the air
that flit and fly now here now there
the castanets that clack and click
match alien steps all smart and quick
the dancers’ backs all stiff and straight
belie their nature wild innate
© Cindy Lapeña, 2011