Dune Dancers

Today, my dad would have turned 73. This year I want to share with you one of my favorite poems of his. He died at the age of 45, and this poem was published posthumously.

Dune Dancers

In the breathless heat of summer
in the latter days of June
a lonely little dust-cloud
danced upon a dune.

In a barren, sandy wasteland
by the cactus and the stone
the lonesome devil dust-cloud
danced her dance alone.

She shimmered in the sunlight
and she wavered in the heat
and she took her magic substance
from the sanddust at her feet.

She rose and pirhouetted
in a sunny, sparkling twirl
and, loneliness regretted
did a low and sandy whirl.

And then, right there beside her
(in the latter days of June)
a handsome, dusty devil
came dancing up the dune.

And so, upon the desert
by the cactus and the stone
the lonely, little dust-cloud
no longer danced alone.

They rose and pirhouetted
through the awesome heat of noon
and sanddust swirled
as they turned and twirled
and touched and whirled
and danced upon the dune.

They wavered in the sunlight
and shimmered in the heat
and took their magic substance
from the sanddust at their feet.

They rose and pirhouetted
in the breathless heat of June
and bowing low, retreated
and went dancing down the dune.

-Donald L. Sink

Donald L Roy Sink

Happy Birthday, Daddy. May you always have life: through your descendants, and through your words.

Love, Marla

3 thoughts on “Dune Dancers

  1. Always loved that one…quality stuff, and great imagery!
    Miss you dad,
    Happy Birthday

    1. Love that picture too! That old
      Fury III that he’s leaning on was the car I first drove after I got my license. I killed it too. 🙁

      1. I am sorry you lost one of the most important people you will ever have in your life. At least you had him for a while. I’ve had to find mine through the eyes of everyone else, because he died just before I was born. I have spent my life trying to know more about him.. Your father must have been a beautiful person for you to still miss him so much.. as I do my mother (yes, and stepfather). Their vibrations just keep on bouncing around the universe it seems..

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