On the one level
it was a tango fandango.
A pink flamingo
a daring dance of dating
in the early throes of spring.
Shrill trumpet rising
sounds of Chuck Mangione
staccato toccata- reminiscent of Children of Sanchez
Conspiring to court Consuelo’s love
With a pink flamingo face.
One legged lover
with snazzy syncopated rhythm
with a strut to the left olé
and a strut to the right olé
strum that walking bass.
© Alison Jean Hankinson
Things have been out of kilter this month and hence I am a little behind in things.
For d’Verse….
This is Tuesday’s poetics prompt that I didn’t finish….merging with meeting at the bar- and all that jazz….incidentally I think pink flamingoes merge well with jazz…
Links to Chuck..
The image is from Wikipedia and has creative commons licence:
File: James’s Flamingo mating ritual.jpg
http://www.flickr.com/people/pedrosz/
by Pedros Szekely,
Hues of Hankinson 