As Fall Flamencoed Out

As Fall Flamencoed Out 

60 x 80 cm 

As Fall flamencoed out, she cast a last glance over her shoulder, 

The dark dancers of Winter were taking centre stage. 

With one last flounce of her russet frills she left. 

Months would pass and dust would gather on her dancing shoes. 

September however would bring her glorious return,

an attentive audience would wait with bated breath to hear the rustle of her red skirts, 

to admire the elegance of her hands and arms and 

to see the proud sweep of her neck. 

The stage is hers once again.

Fall's breathtaking flamenco begins anew with thunderous steps, haunting song and flouncing frills.