The Solo Dancer - Tanka To Sonnet

Alone atop a hill, an ornamental willow dances in the breeze. Long limbs form a lovely gown that gracefully sweeps the ground. Adored by the sun, the willow is not weeping. She blooms rosily! April’s first shower has passed; for the sun alone, she shines. The Solo Dancing Ornamental Tree (new title for the sonnet version) An ornamental tree with willow leaves upon a promontory stands alone. In April’s breeze, each limb, cascading, weaves with fragrance. She is dancing on her own. I wonder how she came to be at all. Her roots lie in a solitary place where few traverse to spy her - lithe and small - there moving in rain’s aftermath with glee. In small degrees, the sun has climbed the sky. No longer pallid, he is smiling down upon the swaying willow. By and by, Her graceful limbs shine like a lacquer gown. Her lovely blooms have opened to expose The splendid blush of buds with hue light rose.