Dancing Alone On New Year's Eve Poem by ANDREW CULJAK

She dances alone on New Year's Eve.
I watch her as I wait for skyrockets to burst
Against the starry sky in colorful obliteration
While my breath hangs in frosty plumes for midnight.

Framed in a picture window she dances
With forgotten drapes left open to me.
Around her the powder blue nightgown whirls
Eyes closed, arms raised in supplication.

She gains a momentary sense of youth
As in silence she seems to laugh
Infected, joyous moments fill my memory
Swept along, this snapshot transforms and unfurls

From two people solitary, untouched
Into a lifeline transcending the truth
For a future when reflections of the past
Shine upon the present with a glow of harmony.

While my breath hangs in frosty plumes for midnight
She falls from her facade, reclaims my crutch and
With a smile sad, fading like her momentary youth
She turns out the lights, and leaves me to dance
Alone.