Reminds me of dance recitals. The smallest and most lovely of the costumed children in their gauzy colors and flower top hats....dancing in no particular order and yet full of joy!! What a beautiful image you conjured.
I didn't have a clue who Helen Frankenthaler is but I checked out the link and I have to say I like the pictures. and I like your poems. the iamges are fantastic. especially "a ballet of colorful flowers/That were never taught to dance". well done.