Wednesday's Verse - The Mating Dance of Grollups
This week’s verse moves from a slightly eerie verse about a houseful of secrets to a science fiction verse about alien creatures. It is taken from 366 Days of Poetry , a collection of mixed-genre poetry released in 2016. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- The Mating Dance of Grollups Helicon the grollups rise, shining star paths to the skies. I watch them lift with wondering eyes, and whisper them a fair goodbye, for every year the grollups bloom, and transform themselves from bride to groom, weaving another pattern on life’s loom, as skyward, dancing, they zip and zoom, and once they have attained the height that every grollup bloom deems right, they explode in a coruscating flash of bright, and set the sky with spores alight, and I watch them drift and fall onto the female grollups, all rising from the streams, to join the ball and