THERE SHE WAS

There she was, a primeval archetype
smoking a surrealistic corn-cob pipe.
She blew psychedelic circles with mysteries inside
stirring a fantasy of an angelic dream.
There she would secretly shyly hide
directing a theater of improvisation
somewhat penible or excessively extreme.
Contorting facial expressions resembling
an inexplicably bizarre sensation.
Entering into scenes of absurdity
where her actors began assembling
whimsical puppets which grinned and gleamed
with sarcastic marionettes at their station.
Each movement took upon a diversity
of capricious choreographic trembling
arousing resistance against adversity.
Her perfectionism was impeccable
as she conducted a primal scream.
There she was, blazing in her fire
playing upon her ancient lyre.
Humming with a sumptuously delectable
costumed clown who played a sire supreme.
Succumbing him with her insatiable desire
bringing his boundaries in question it seems.
Like a boisterous father gorilla
he pounded upon his chest.
Smoking in a trance his sensimilla
while the princess he slowly undressed.
There she was, completely susceptible
high aloft within her dominion.
Opening her blouse of Spanish mantilla
causing beguiling gasps in my opinion.
Once again sweeping the sky with her emotions
leaving all in wonder falling in devotion.
Then appeared on the stage a Delphian
quite cryptic as well as enigmatic
bringing the essential into obscurity.
There she stood pondering the notion
of exceeding normalcy to the ecstatic
while her artists performed the incredible.
As each scenario did develop and unravel
she invariably avoided the erratic
by waving her wand of the inevitable.
Then she was dressed as a medieval royalty
imitating her heartless predecessors.
Concocting her witchlike aristocratic
speeches with a touch of the black magic.
Destroying her inherited senseless loyalty
by hoarding her wealth as inaccessible.
Uncontrollably blurting phrases with a gavel
appearing to be inflexibly emphatic
she tempted her boundaries of acceptance.
Eventually abducted from her travels
from a band of vigilantes and fanatics
cleansing the world from her authority.
Insidious experts our actress did entrance
with a method of the indispensable
engendering a climate of the charismatic.
Easing the tensions of the queen’s display
by dismantling the grievous lack of tolerance.
There she was with her rod and staff
declaring the unnecessity of any priority
to beget a chaos of a creative array
of marvelous actions of luxuriance.
The needlessness of a rigid inflexible form
brought her splendid concepts she would convey
onto her ingenious troop of harlequins.
Each character would meticulously reform
regenerating the inner meaning of the cosmopolitan.
Therewith producing a cosmic sonority
resonating through the galaxies to every partisan
of freedom and expressiveness outside the norm.
Fascinating the realms of their inhabitance
our superlative actors initiate a pantomime
while a pianist depicts tone pictures so beatifically warm.
Each of the jester devises the absurd and the sublime
as we enjoy the cult of our mistress as she transforms
into a multifarious eclectic girl of extravagance.
Her specialty is a spontaneous tantalization.
There she was, a primeval archetype
smoking a surrealistic corn-cob pipe.
She blew psychedelic circles with mysteries inside
stirring a fantasy of an angelic dream.
There she would secretly shyly hide
directing a theater of improvisation
somewhat penible or excessively extreme,
our gorgeously visionary authentic prototype!