fire spinners

I used to stand in the dark shadows
Ankle deep in snow
And watched as the acrobatic
Balls of fire broke
the darkness
Humans controlling their own
Private fireworks
Moving comets around
Their heads
I’ve wanted to be a
Firedancer for a dozen years
But this is not something
You can do alone
By yourself in the country
Who would put you out
If you caught yourself on fire?
So I have moved to where
‘they’ are
I took my first class last night
They gave me two kneesocks
With tennis balls at the toe
To swing this way and that
While they used chains
Leather straps and charred
Wick balls
I swung my kneesocks
Proud to finally be among them
No longer off in the distance
One more thing
To cross off
The ‘bucket list’.