FLAMINGO

 © Julie - South Carolina

A phoenix rising not from ash but grass;
blazing hot pink reflected flash on glass.
Burning! Burning! Lone flamingo 
at one with setting sun's last glow.
Waking en pointe, when moon grays to dawn's light,
burning Ra then lifts sickled bill in flight.

A phoenix rising not from ash, but love's
blazing return from aching crash. No doves--
this love! this love! burns luminous;
white hot, melding souls. Our dance turns
this flamingo passion; excites, expounds
this love, a ballet that flies without bounds.

© Gay Reiser * 2011 * All Rights Reserved

Posted for FormForAll - the Stacatto Form
Hosted on 11/17/2011 by Beth Winter at dVersePoets

*NB:
Flamingo - birds in the genus Phoenicopterus (from Greek φοίνικοπτεροςmeaning "Phoenix's wing"), the only genus in the family Phoenicopteridae.
The Egyptians believed Ra sometimes took the form of a flamingo

Flamingo by beachanny