Dance with me
A poem by Holly Payne-Strange

Dance with me

Hope dances
like sunlight through water,
a ballet of twisting gold
that undulates on bare skin.

There is a shipwreck
off the cost of San Juan
where saffron fish mingle with butter soft sand,
each nibbling away
at what was once a great hull.

Apparently the captain was drunk
when he hit a rock
and destroyed everything.
But I like to think that maybe
he was just chasing yellow,
well aware that some things
-some beautiful things-
can only be seen
when light hits the ocean just right,
and that the loss of a ship
is nothing compared
to the rapture of hope.

About the Author:

Holly Payne-Strange (she/her) is a novelist, poet and podcast creator. Her writing has been lauded by USA Today, LA weekly and The New York Times. She has had her poetry published by various groups  including  Door Is A Jar magazine, In Parenthesis, Dipity Lit Magazine, and will soon be featured in Academy Heart and Red Door, among others. She’d like to thank her wife for all her support.

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