Sunrise
written by: Bonnie Currie
Stretching upwards, fingertips delicately pointing to the heavens, she danced. Ribbons of every colour were interwoven in her long golden hair.
Her body swayed and twirled, bare feet gripping the earth. Her face gaily painted, sparkling blue eyes shone out to observe the surroundings with awe, drinking in the atmosphere of the night and anticipation of the coming dawn.
Among the crowds, she danced to the drum beat reverberating through her bones. The subtle sound of a flute being played somewhere in the distance added to the surreal ambiance of the event.
Turning, she opened her arms wide to greet the sunrise on midsummer’s day.
I live in Norfolk England surrounded by forest and farmland although only six miles from the nearest town. I am a carer for my disabled husband as well as mother to an adult son and two grown up granddaughter's. I have been writing stories and poetry since I was a child. I have only recently started to showcase my jottings to a wider audience, enjoying writing micro fiction and flash fiction stories for entry into a few competitions with some success. My inspiration comes from my love of the natural world, also from life experience and the many varied people and lifestyles I've come across along the way. I am a member of a small local writers group who meet regular to discuss the stories we have written set to a theme that had been chosen at the previous meetings. I also have interest in all things spiritual.
