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Goodbye, My Child

Where cradled canyons sing
Of ebony wood in the forest
There lies a gurgling spring
Where cockcrows sing their chorus
To the melody of singsong birds
There I’ve concealed my sensuous words
Filled with befitted signs
The saccharine whiff of my designs

Come to me my mortal youth
To the wild realm of your truth
Where nymphs and gnomes abound
For the earth is filled with weeping
And only your tears be found

Where the fogs of night are fountains
Spills of glistened moon ignite
By distant silhouette mountains
We dance with passion of fight
Entwining ancient stance 
Mingling hand in hand we dance
Till the mountains smile on high
Near and far we spring
To pursue the realest of dreams
While the world cries at its seams
Anxious in trouble to cling

Come to me my mortal youth
To the wild realm of your truth
Where nymphs and gnomes abound
For the earth is filled with weeping
And only your tears be found

To where the ridges merry make 
From the beaks of wooden bright
In sparkly pools the ghouls awake
That scarce to stir our night
We watch for seekers down under
Muttering secrets in their soul
We bid them lucks of shivers
Dipping gently in
From reeds that hide a tear of a foal
Under the gentle rivers

Come to me my mortal youth
To the wild realm of your truth
Where nymphs and gnomes abound
For the earth is filled with weeping
And only your tears be found

Far away she shall ever churn
The taciturn eyed
She’ll listen no more to turn
To the working mills beside
Or the scrubbing of the barn
May peace weave in her song
She shall wave in the yarn
To a haven known as Belong  

Come to me my mortal youth
To the wild realm of your truth
Where nymphs and gnomes abound
For the earth is filled with weeping
And only your tears be found

For she comes, the mortal youth
To the wild realm of her truth
Where nymphs and gnomes abound
For the earth is filled with weeping
And only her tears be found


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Musings , Wishes and Life

Musings , Wishes and Life



The Fire burneth while our world turneth
yet the rose still holds it's red bloom

The mighty Oaks stand majestic and tall
while man's glory hardly rates a call

The cold Wind bloweth so surely we know
angels bleach the whiteness in the snow

The Forest lives to give beauty and art
wildlife and earthly souls stand far apart

The Sky singeth and the sweet earth reflects
Natures beauty opposite man's many defects

The Soul endures and stays the greatest test
that prove kindness and love serve us best

Robert J. Lindley, 06-26-2014


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LOVE, ANGELS, and MUSIC

LOVE God is always love Forever seek the kingdom; Praise the creator Keep giving what you can give Please endure until the end ANGELS Beautiful Heavens Protecting the meek ones earth Watching over us Helping us to cope with life Comforted with hope and trust MUSIC When you find rhythm You find your hearts inner core Celebrate the times Make them better than before Reminisce and dance all night


Details | Elegy | |

Elegy for Michael Jackson (4)

Refrain
You shimmering waves on the ocean blue
Dance not again, he cannot dance with you
You weeping forests where the winds wail too
Let your bright tears fall in the pool of dew
The world of pop will never be the same again
The king is dead, and life is a dream so vain.

               Do you ask me why does my sorrow flow so
               Endlessly for him? Is he not gone the way 
               Of men that many went before? O I do know
               My time may not be long, and lessons delay.
               Who do think was the man in the mirror? did
               You see us there, did you know it oppressed him
               When like wanton dogs drugged and rabid
               Went heedless along the callous way being dim.

Look at the dance videos again, tell me
You see the what he begs to beat it. Off the wall
Are shadows falling like an inner expose
Where he internalized the world, and yet did call
In many songs - his troubled world was us
But now the king's sun set to dust, and we
Remain to heed and weep the vanity of lust
The tangled truths of out tentacled history!

                  Michael was God's gift to our season, and how I
                  Wish he would dance for me across the tribal plains
                  Of Africa again, where warriors ride in the sky
                  Through the fire make us brothers without chains
                  A global oneness where dreams deny the child
                  Nothing again. O death, what oneness beyond this
                  Can we find? Treat him kindly there, be mild
                  To him who in this troubled life knew no bliss.

Michael I miss you; O genius, sleep now in peace
The storms of life are over, the lightning ends
And droughts will come again, but I'll never cease
To proclaim your virtues to foes and friends;
Sleep beloved. Your glory stream in summer's eye
And Harlem's street are filled, old men remember
And old women interrupt their planning to cry
Farewell, Michael ... the grandest star is but an ember.


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Gypsy Dance


Climb up the hill where gypsies hide,
And breathe on the wind of a restless tide;
Where notes of sorrow from a violin,
Cry out to the night from a heart within.

The day is dim and night is alive,
And gypsies dance like bees in a hive;
They spin and turn while the fire burns bright,
And sparks fly up to kiss the night.

Old men sit while weaving a tale,
While young men sit drinking their ale;
And fires of night flicker and glow,
While the winds of night moan and blow.

They dance too fast, they dance too far;
They follow the light of a fallen star;
But there in the sky a sickle shaped moon,
Dances with gypsies in the fires of June.
 


Details | Quatrain | |

Dance Of The Butterflies

I had received lots of love in years past I have felt all joys and pitfalls of it No pain seems to enter my simple life Love entertains me, that wonderful hit I know my life floats above tender hearts That which brings love, but sometimes avoids me I move quickly this way and that in air I have “dance of the butterflies” simply My life moves in all respects here and there Highs and lows of dance are of gratitude Love escapes my lips to my gracious love My eyes have passion that brings attitude
Contest: Dance of the Butterflies Sponsor: Gail Angel Doyle 6/5/2013 I know it's a Quatrain...a Rhyming Poem (I hope it's acceptable)


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Unspoken Words

Unspoken words, whispers on the waves of the ocean,
Time memories create a world for our friendship to live in.
You always heard the echos of my soul,
The dance within the shadows.
Friendship wears many a face.
Bonds of time, an era long gone by, an imprint of a lifetime
What the heart does, the soul follows, it remembers.
Words are merely a cue sheet,
The stroke of the ink becomes the drumbeat of a song called life.
I remember you, the essence in the weave of life.
Across the distance of time, I wish I could have said what I wanted to you,
Though your life burned shortly in the sky, I remember.
These are the unspoken words,
There are so many unanswered questions, yet I know what happened.
I followed you in the years to come in your footsteps never knowing,
Your art would become the edit of words.
We all have our path. 
You may have chosen to end your life with secrets.
The power and essence of you were will live in the fabric of my soul.
I shall remember the woman that made me laugh.
The dance that was once our friendship.
The era that was once your life.


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Conciliate

.
                Who says the broken
            won’t still dance in the rain?
      From the sky spills sweet champagne…

                  Arms wide spread 
             Warm drops on your face
                    Laugh out loud …
               and dash the puddles!
       Put on your boots and splash them!
            Like a child, just crash them!

                   Excise the tears….
               embrace the out pour
            Feel the sting on your skin
          (more alive than ever before)

       Gambol in a silver shimmer 
                Fits of giggles in the drizzle

         Misty showers springing flowers
          as the spate will hide the pain
        Guileless merriment like a child
           ingenuous ballet in the rain…

               Prisms of light 
                           shaded pink 
                Glimmers in the water
     Reflecting physiognomies of the past
                 Incandescent spirits
          Luminescent white essence
                Elan Vitals replenish
             Inside of Mother Earth

                In a cycle of recycle

                 Beneath the canopy
                 of celestial powers
             Sway with the 
                                 W
                                  I
                                     N
                                  D

              Undulate with the 
                             T
                               R
                              E
                                E
                               S

                 Hearken…the chime
                  of natures breeze

           Soul enlightened
                       Senses heightened 
                               Anew and brightened

         From the sky falls sweet champagne….
       Embrace your life and just dance in the rain....


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Dreams of Fantasy and Desire

Dreams of Fantasy and Desire


Midnight was black not one shining star
yet her heart shown on me from afar
Glowing beams that pierced my heart
fallen deeply in love from the start

As the night sounds ebbed and flowed
that beacon lovingly sent glowed
Moon appeared to lessen its might
nothing could outshine it that night

The hours slowed to gift us more joy
we played in love as each others toy
Dreaded were moments before the sun
woke us with nights loving then done

She the glowing rays that lit a fire
from the dreams of fantasy and desire!

Robert J. Lindley  09-10-2014


Details | ABC | |

There is a place

There is a place you can go that is full of only love and Warmth .
you will be surrounded by a light that shines from the Heavens ,
Sprinkles of Silver and Gold. 

This place is filled with brilliant colors of Purple , vibrant Gold, all colors.
not one Color is less significant then another ,
for every color is equal here .

This place is surrounded by the beauty of different Flowers.
All flowers have significance here . No one Flower is better then another .
All Flowers are equal here .

It is important you know , you can cry here , and should cry as often as needed .
For  the tears will cleanse your Soul and give the Flowers water to grow.
No  one Tear is insignificant here , every tear has value and not one is better then another .

 money holds no value ,  Where you live , what you own,  has no significance here .

You will be surrounded by a beautiful light that shines from the Heavens .
A shining warm light will encircle you and allow nothing to hurt you . 
Hate will be shed at the door light a old jacket of no use. 

There is a place of beauty and  Worth.
This place will not be found on Earth .
It is a place where no one person is better then another .


Details | Rondeau | |

Life Is a Dance

Life is a dance we were all born to do. The styles to choose from are more than a few! Some choose simple two-step; some move with flair. Some slow dance; some break dance, devil-may-care! Some free style, while others just dance on cue. Some tango with zest; some shuffle soft-shoe. Others glide easily, waltzing on through. Some change their partners; some stay one pair. Life is a dance. You start with the styles in your own milieu, then grow as you add on new moves you view. You’ll stumble, but sometimes dance on sweet air! Just keep the beat; try new steps if you dare, for where you end up is all up to you. . . Life is a dance! For Kim Merryman's Life Is... Poetry Contest


Details | I do not know? | |

I've Scribbled This Song For You



I've Scribbled This Song For You...


I'm wasting my days,
my empty nights too,

I should have held on,
but I simply lost you,

now I stagger along,

wearing broken smiles,
in between hell and you,
there's a million miles,

yes, I should have kept,
you close to my skin,

soaking your warmth,
but you were laughing,

at my foolish grin...


now I'm all broken,
and torn apart,

but what the hell,
I was always late,
for the tolling of the bell,

and now...

now I stagger along,

wearing broken smiles,
in between hell and you,
there's a million miles,

so kiss me now like you once did,
I'm tired of being so carefully hid,


la laa laa la laa laa laa...


(repeat to fade)


:-)


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A STEP HALF MADE

As lightening shone and thunder blew
I danced the dance that dancers do

They danced it back and asked if I
Would mind them dancing through the night

I thought no harm could come of this
Besides, such company I’ve missed

Thus, on we danced so unaware
That torrent rains beyond compare

Fell down in floods on higher ground
And like a wall came crashing down

Then somewhere in a step half made
The dance I danced was washed away

Now all that’s left for you to see:
Remains of the catastrophe

Oh, hopefully from this you’ll know
Don’t ever dance when thunder blows


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Sometimes I Feel Beautiful

Sometimes I Feel Beautiful
Driving along thinking about what I’m about to do brings a smile to my face. Without a doubt my hair and nails make a big difference in the way I feel about myself! When I look pretty; I feel pretty.
Today my nails will be done in pink and white, oh yes, perfect they shall be. Nothing short of looking delicate and refined I tell myself. I am so excited; the anticipation brings joy into my heart and laughter to my lips! 
My hair appointment is closing in. High lights and shaping adds a playful and fun demeanor. Beautiful is how it’s going to look and beautiful is how I’ll feel. I almost need to pinch myself for I wonder is this really happening to me! Tears sting my eyes and giggles flow forth. Yes; this is my life and this is happening to me!
Thinking of my new makeup and how youthful I’m going to look brings joy into this heart of mine. I can hardly wait to put it on as the excitement builds; I dance around and giggle. I feel so beautiful thinking how perfect I’ll look with everything finished.
At times I tell myself, “I know he loves me, I can tell”. The glowing in his eyes seems to sparkle with love and passion. My Heart beats a little faster as excitement and wonder fills my entire being! Yes, this is how it should always be, a life filled with joy and laughter.
Finding ways to look beautiful helps me feel beautiful. It’s this that causes me to giggle and dance about. The unbridled excitement loosened, flowing through my veins fills me with love and wanting. Tomorrow just maybe this joy will add new meaning and direction causing me to continue feeling beautiful..
                                                                                           Debbie Knapp


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Moving on

The din of cheers will die to dusk, in life
the dance will end; we  take the bow
from this tall tale - goodbye to strife
at end of day- our story’s done now
we say, we had our chance, we had our dance.
Shall I now say you had me in a twirl-
locked in your embrace I felt my once
shy moves – slow waltz in time; but now that girl
you knew, to your final tune will dance no more,
will dance no more – for life is calling- the sequel
must begin; who knows where it will lead, what store
of dreams will unfold the applause we crave, or quell
the tide of hope that’s bubbling, in spring awaiting
that season of reaping to glorious sunshine, minds mating.


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The Lovers Dance

It was their night they shone bright as they danced their sweet dance
Two lovers embraced in their world of romance.

They laughed and they cried as their eyes locked in stare
It was their world for this moment as if no one was there.

And their steps they so flawlessly glided in tune,
To a melody that touched everyone in that room.

Their passion brought envy to onlookers there,
Who secretly questioned their own love affair.

But as the night closed and came to an end
The lovers were blind to what lie round the bend.

The house and the cars and the jobs that went bad
The kids drove them crazy and their savings were drab.

So they fought to hold on to the things in their life,
That caused them so much of their pain and their strife.

They fought with each other like enemies do,
And dismissed in their life everything that was true.

So when sickness and hardships and troubles occurred,
Their vows to commit seemed truly absurd.

Their home and their kids would now take a backseat,
For their moral obligation they chose not to meet.


So I Ask …
What happened to that dance they danced so well?
With passion and truth everyone could tell.

What happened to their dance where they held so tight?
What happened to the wonder of their glorious night?

What happened to the words that charmed their ears?
With a passionate rhythm that brought them to tears.

What happened to those vows that poured from their heart?
The “I love you forever and till death do us part”.

For these aren’t just words we borrow for the day,
From another who tells us this is what we must say.

We say them cause it’s what we feel true in our heart,
It’s a God given blessing we commit from the start.

But these words are now lost as they fall on deaf ears,
Since the pain and the struggles they’ve created these years.

So the lesson here learned dear people of odd,
Is that love is so fragile but made strong with our God.

So stop fighting for power and money or need,
For all of this nonsense is only our greed.

Keep God in your life and he’ll walk you through,
When heartache and pain and losses ensue.

For why commit vows in the eyes of our God,
And not call on him when life gets too hard?

For the truth of our vows we are all meant to see,
is that marriage is not, made of two, but of three

If reading these words ring some truth in your heart,
Decide that today you will make a new start.

Go hug your spouse and say something kind
Don’t let the small stuff cloud up your mind.

We’re all just lost souls who are trying to cope
If  not there for each other then where is the hope?

You see, the anger, the fight
that in us abide, Is only the insecure child inside.

So rise up above all this fear and this pain,
And see all the beauty that there is to gain.

By trusting in God and his will for you
Together forever he’ll see you both through.

For life is too short for our miserly ways
cheap on our love hence dreading our days.

He made us to love in all that we do
To wake up each morning and start us a new.

So pray for your spouse, ask God to be kind
To the person you prayed in the beginning to find.

They’re still the same person you loved from the start
But life and it’s troubles have hardened their heart.

You vowed that you’d love them in sickness and health
Now is your chance to show God what you felt.

So rise up my friend, don’t say that you’re through
For what if your loving God gave up on you?


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Groundswell Girl - Named by JB

Enter a storybook tale
Where I can be 
The heroine you hail
Lucid dreams of soft reflection
A touch heated with lust and desired protection
A breathe a gasp as we succeed 
Join the fairytale with me
Valiant night within dark eyes
the right movement and I make them shine
like moonlight on the steamy hot spring
care to follow for a little dip with me
Trailing like the water at my fingertips
Grasp me around my hips
As close as the breeze on my skin 
Whisper lies as I let you in 
Lips mumbling up my thighs
bare heart exposed to the sky 
fire burning in my veins
Am I a mistress of this lust or simply a slave
Trembling with desire
Take me till we've lost count of the hours
enter this storybook tale
Where I can be the heroine you hail


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Lights in the Distance

    Sitting here in my apartment
listening to the Mets game on the radio 
   Looking out my window 
seeing the lights from a 
  nearby building 
   How many lives are being 
acted out 
      Here in the vast metropolis
How many romances, how many 
   dreams
Are taking place behind
   the lights 
Imagination can go only so far 
    Reality can out pace it anytime 
City Dwellers feel the 
    excitement(and the angst)
           which the asphalt 
homeland is famous for
  Life is a funny thing
Our concerns are a small 
     thing in the vastness 
of the cosmos
But millions of city lives 
    create indelible patterns
Which become the soul 
of the city 
The young, the old, the male, the female
   all participate 
   In the dance of the 
masses
   This dance of civilization 
   Which continues 
despite sorrow and regret
    This dance cof urban life 
revives the many hope-filled 
dwellersw 
  In the concrete 
canyons of New York City












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Details | I do not know? | |

GIVE ME YOUR HAND....

Let me take you to Venice
passing through the canals
all the alleys and valleys
gondolieurs,souvenirs,
saying cheers,drinking wine 
whilst we dine,full moon  
lanternes lightning sweet Venice,
its the place for romance
our place, shall we dance?
home sweet home ,we're in Venice............
Let me take you to Paris,
lovers home were we roam
and we go up so high nearly 
touching the sky in chic Paris,
There we go on Eiffel Greatest tower,
holding hand,disney land an adventure
for hours,shall we dance once again?
im your girl,you're my man!
home sweet home,we're in Grand Paris............
Let me take you to London doing good 
shopping spree,London eye,more to see 
visiting Royalty Handsome William and Harry,
thats the day ,You will ask me to marry......
Whilst we pass London's bridge by  the ferry
Home sweet home London home.......
Shall we Marry?...................................
Let me take you to Greece,
where all legends  and myths
shape to life once again,
whilst the Gods bow their head
shall we wed then we sleep in our bed,
making love through the night in soft breeze,
i'm your girl,You're my man!
Home sweet home,we're in Greece............
Let me take you to Malta melite!
Rich history, flowered carpets n all  streets,
Mdina  lovers' den, charming gem silent city,
brown eyed men with a tan,girls so pretty!
and the sun shines so bright,many stars 
through the night,my sweet homeland delight,
happy faces what a site!Malta beauty sweet dreams,
showing you what life means,where safety matter most,
where people are not ghosts,where love flows as it glows,
through our seas,scented breeze,treasure  treats
temples , harbours,good food,all to please...and they please.......
Its the place where you're home ,feel at ease
whilst we dance ,the best dance of classic  LOVE romance
home sweet home,we're in land of the knights,
we're in MALTA--MELITE--EUROPE'S  PEARL off all times...
Malta Melite my Heart Beat.........till it dies..................

--------------------------------------------------------------------CHARMA


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

The Boatmans Song 2

The Boatman’s Song        2/ Many

Urvashi’s heart was aching to hear and to see the elegance  
Of the boatman, while he sing those melodies on earth 
A great longing started sprouting in her bosom  
To visit the earth and to listen those heart touching songs 
Which like a powerful magnet were pulling her towards earth
Where flows the Ganges and lives her unseen love 

To control her ever increasing desire of hearing those songs 
And to see that unique boatman, who lives on earth 
Urveshi tried to engage her more and more 
In the courtly dances and engagements for Indra
But the more she wanted to escape, more she became enchanted
By the echoes of boatman’s songs 
Which were tearing her heart and 
Making her mind almost intoxicated,  
By the melodies of those heavenly songs

The pleasures and comforts of heaven began to pinch her 
Like the piercing thorns 
Even the dance and music, which were her pride and passion
Became dull and charm less in the wake of those songs
For which she was hailed 
As the best among all the Apsaras in the entire universe  

Heaven seems to bring no joy and rejoicing for her any more
Her dancing steps, which were the symbols of perfection and beauty
Even started betraying her 
As her own heart was no longer in her possession any more
And she found that her mind and heart
Were swept away by that unseen boatman
Sailing his boat somewhere on earth

Apsara Urveshi after finishing her dance that day 
Told the God of heaven, Indra
That she perhaps can no longer perform any dance
Owing to agonies of her heart and restlessness of her mind
And her legs were not in tune with her mind to perform
A flawless dance and song by which she had captured the 
Hearts of all Gods and Goddess, what to say of humans on earth

She thought and thought and found that she can only normalize
If she can hear the songs of the boatman 
Singing in full throated ease on earth 
The echo’s of which were hovering in her mind like clouds
And twisting her heart to see that singer sublime


Ravindra 

Kanpur India 5th January 2010 
* Apsara   =   A Nymph dancer of heaven in the court of Indra as per Hindu Mythology 
* Indra      =   The Lord of Heaven as per Hindu mythology
* Urveshi  =   One of the beloved Apsaras of Indra 
* Saraswati = Goddess of knowledge, music & arts
* Jungle      =  Forest


Details | Free verse | |

a Snowflake passed this way re write

Fragile is the mind
That has lost a friend
Fragile too is the snowflake
Seeking sanctuary on my window sill
Both are anonymous to the world

Fragile is the dreamer
Who knows the snowflake well?
Pure as an angels tear
Complex as the heavens above

For Within its crystal, there is a mirror
Where footprints lead me down 
A snowy lover’s lane
To that first kiss

Oblivious to winter’s chill
She held my dreams
Warmed my passion
And whispered the words
That only lovers can hear.

And in the virgin snow
I proclaimed to the night
I love you
As the snow melted into tears upon her face

Fragile was the time we were given
And fragile is the youth 
That remembers the girl
That loved him so tender
in the cold of yesterday

Fragile are the Angels
 that dance for love
In snowflake dresses
Swirling their magic
Ever knowing that spring 
Would chase their dance away

Fragile is the life
Searching for answers
Sharing a snowflakes fate
Brothers of nature
Beautiful and Unique

Born to melt away
In the heat of time
For it is an honour to know a life that others did not
A memory born special to me

Fragile too are we who love this life
Whose lives are touched by those we meet
Who gather the things that make us complete
Friends and Snowflake memories
My happiness in this fragile life



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The Dance of the Dead

Upon the cold stone I sit A shaded graveyard, not even light can split Wandering, I walk across this ghostly land The fog and rain command Slowly the light begins to die, The night awaking to the lone wolf’s cry Hidden figures dance under the moon But the fun ends all too soon A lonely girl weeps by a stream The life she once had is all but a dream Her mangled, twisted frame lies beside her The crying waters murmur and stir… Us corpses gather ‘round, mourn the newcomer Her hair more golden than wheat in summer Fade to the color of dull clay She turns a transparent grey We invite her over, to dance and sing Before the sun exposes her unfurled wings Her muffled screams are caught in between The death and reality seam Again I sit upon my rock and ponder ‘Who shall see our dance’ I wonder Our special dance under the moon that lead To the dance now known as ‘The dance of the Dead’


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

The Boatman's Song 3/ Many

The Boatman’s Song        3/ Many


Indra was aware that Apsaras Urveshi
Was the incarnation of heavenly beauty 
And her restlessness and impatience can spoil
The very beauty of her body and dance
Which was the pride and embodiment of perfection

He also knew that without Urveshi
Even the heaven would look lifeless, without any beauty
Everyone in heaven had thrown their hearts
To get only one glance of Urveshi’s adorable loving eyes
During her dancing sessions, the junior Gods of Indra used to remain glued
Sometimes forgetting even their breathing

Such was the magic of her beauty, dance and songs
Even Indra often found himself lost in beholding
The flawless figure of her body and her lovely dance forms  
And such was her dancing skills that even Apsaras 
Used to get lost in the sweetness of her voice 
And the thrilling and joy of her skillful dance    

Lord Indra’s realization of Urveshi’s feelings

Indra was thinking, whether to allow her to visit the earth 
To hear the melodies of the boatman or 
Not to allow her, as it could be risky for a woman like Urveshi  

Urveshi may get tempted and may fall in love
With that earthly voiced singer, whose songs
Are echoing beyond the horizons of earth
And have reached even in the sphere of heaven

Indra was aware that Urveshi was the most beautiful  
Among all the Apsaras of heaven and of the entire universe
And if she keep on worrying about the boatman’s songs
At the cost of her dances, joys and pleasures 
It was going to spoil her lavishly bestowed beauty
Which glitters and glow or get pale on a woman
As per the love or longings blows in her heart and reflects on her face

Ravindra 
							to continue…

				
Kanpur   India 6th January 2010 

* Apsara (A Nymph dancer of heaven in the court of Indra as per Hindu Mythology
* Indra (The Lord of Heaven as per Hindu mythology
* Urveshi (One of the beloved Apsaras of Indra 
* Saraswati (Goddess of knowledge, music & arts)
* Jungle (Forest)



Details | Rhyme | |

I REMEMBER

I remember as a young man dreaming of falling in love
my dreams were for a special girl made in heaven above
the kind of girl you come by only once in a while
then she walked into my life with her precious smile.


I remember when I first saw her in the middle of the room
next to the dance hall, where we’d dance our love tune
and when we became friends how it was never enough
as I had already fallen in love.


I remember how she smiled when she danced a certain way
and when we became a couple, one September day
I had at last got something in my life so right
I could hold her in my arms, not just in my dreams at night.


I remember when we were married, how it rained and rained all day
but we did not let it spoil our very special day,
I looked back down the aisle, as she came to me dressed in white
and was greeted by her smile, shining through her veil so bright.


I remember how much I loved her, so glad that she was mine,
I remember I gave a promise to love her for all time.
I remember and I will, for no one could love her more
and I’ll hold her in this heart of mine, for now and evermore.

(Marriage)


Details | Free verse | |

Tango

Moving together
Bodies touching, without any space to breath
Feelings of desire, passion, jealousy
A story told through dancing
He sees her, wants her
She sees him wants him
They want each other
They move together, bodies touching
Feelings of desire corse through their viens
Back and Forth
To music of sexual emotions
The music becomes more intense
Their feelings of desire develop into feelings of passion
Passion for each other
Passion for the music
Passion for the dance
The music changes
So do their feelings 
Jealousy,
Jealousy takes over
They still want to be in each others arms
But can't stand the deceit
She cheated, she betrayed him
The dance comes to an end
The jealousy took over 
He couldn't take it
She falls
The dance is over.


Details | Rhyme | |

The Victory Dance

To play as if today
Is your only chance.
Some say, “It’s just a game.”
Have they done the Victory Dance?

When hard-earned Victory
Was finally at hand,
Have they felt the glory
Raining down from the stands?

To do or not to do….
No one wants to hear, “We tried.”
Effort and dedication will be rewarded… 
And ‘Sooner Magic’ is on your side. 

Yes, to fall short is still an option;
But much better to succeed.
Heroes are made and remembered
Only by their deeds.

So, just go out and win.
Give your all to each and every chance.
Persevere and achieve…

And do the Victory Dance.


Details | Lyric | |

THIS MUST BE LOVE

I remember a time I saw you smile
And I stopped and looked
Even stared for awhile
Cause you just have that way with me
Especially when there's a band
I hate to admit, but it's true 
I'm putty in your hands

So let's hit the floor and dance away
When we are all done 
Now will be yesterday
And ole Frank would be real proud
Girl, my feet are off the ground
This must be love, yeah.. It's love
'Cause my head is in the clouds
I'm in the clouds...
This must be love, yeah.. It's love!

*Frank is in reference to Frank Sinatra.. Tune is Big Band 

Date: 7-31-14
Poet: Lyric Man


Details | I do not know? | |

The Beach of Promises

The Beach of Promises


1.


Fingers entwined, barely touching,
turquoise waters teasing your dancing toes,

strolling along that serene deserted beach,
our promised dreams within aching reach.


2.


Hands clasped, holding on,
sea-breezes tickling the nape of your neck,

walking together, alone, vowing to never breach,
the dreams dreamed on that faraway velvet beach.


3.


Hands in my pockets, alone,
traces of you linger, teasing,

lost in my scribbles, your memory fading out of reach,

my thoughts ablaze, now and then,
catching a whiff of your fragrance,

wafting through alleyways of nostalgia,
your hand in mine on our pristine beach.




Details | Free verse | |

Thick And Heavy


                       The fog lies like a thick blanket over my city
                         It is gray, damp and heavy to breathe in
                         Grey and wet ..... gives me a headache
                     Morning turns to night, without any difference
                         I have to get the light and the sun back
                                 Neither cat or dog will go out
                                  I've heard about rain dance
                           Now I would like to take a sun dance
                              Will you join with me in my dance





09.01.2013
A-L  Andresen :)


Details | Sestina | |

HE Brings JOY to the World

“Joy to the World : The LORD has Come”
I dance upon the clouds, racing to Glory
I look upon my life and smile ; Thank-YOU
Dear GOD , with utmost Joy I receive YOUR Grace
The Beauty of YOUR Creation, grasps the Heart
I can see Eternity; Everlasting, Forever and Always

“Joy to the World : The LORD has Come”
I climb the Stars to Heaven., my Savior : YOU
Jesus my Lord, Everlasting, FOREVER and Always
I Waltz upon YOUR forgiving Rainbow of Glory
Knowing Each Prayer Request, from a True Heart :
Joyously, HE answers ; with the Joy of HIS Grace

Do YOU see the Joy in the Smile of a Broken Heart?
Is the Everlasting Ballroom dance, a Dance to Glory :
To entwine in the Joyful, fulfillment of HIS Grace
I can see Eternity; Everlasting, Forever and Always
I look upon my life and smile ; Thank-YOU
“Joy to the World  : the LORD has Come”

Do You see the Joy , YOU  will receive in Glory?
When YOU  Entwine , in His Everlasting Love : Always
Knowing, that the path of Life, is the Joy of his Supreme Grace
Knowing He is the Joyful beat of a forlorn and lonely Heart
His LOVE and Salvation, the Love of  “Jesus”  :He offers YOU
“Joy to the World : the LORD has Come”

I  Pirouette : Toe to Heel , a joyful  path ; I dance to be with YOU
Knowing the Joy, of the Saviors’ Blood, knowing His Eternal Grace
How Joyously, I come to Thee  ; YOUR Liege , FOREVER : ALWAYS
Will this Dark Soul, this Blacken Heart , Forever know YOUR Glory?
“Joy to the World : the LORD has Come”
Almighty God has given me the LOVE and Joy of a Heavenly Heart

I can see , Eternity : EVERLASTING, FOREVER, and ALWAYS
“Joy to the World : The LORD has Come “
In the clouds, the Rainbows, the Stars to Heaven : all Life; HIS Glory
How Blessed, am I to know GOD’S Joyfulness of Infinite GRACE
I look upon my Life and Smile : Thank-YOU
The Joy of LIFE , in Sunshine ; in Shadows, Dances in my Heart

YOUR GRACE ; FOREVER and ALWAYS, Entwines my Soul
My HEART : FOREVER and Always beats as one with YOU
I Come Joyously to frolic In an ETERNITY of GLORY with YOU

Inspired By the Contest "JoY to the World" Sponsored By LIGHT and LOVE :
                                       " Deborah Guzzi "

Dedicated to my " GOD " and his Only Begotten Son : My Savior : Jesus



 







 


Details | Free verse | |

New Stars Are Formed

Strange colored skies climb northernly this night
Calling our future with wild deamons eyes
Abscure as the creatures who answer the call
Wild are the answers of the reasons and the faults
Certain as the well swept winds
Alluring in it's grasp fought negatively through single wins
I pray twords the skies and it curdles and swims
Thoughts twords the sun and it scorches my rims
Carry me far enough I can be within your sights
Stash us away and the sun will be bright
Motors may break but oceans will be light
I will stay on the coast and wait 
The award I will do is make the evening a minute late
Parched is the gulf as the single minute breaks
Great is the second docks a seperate mans gate

The Earths crust slowly begins to crumble
It quivers, then quakes, it slowly opens, the rivers break
A star is born somewhere, a beautiful new star
Great is the struggle, born from the heavens a small light it makes

The new star pulls, it turns, then it feeds and it's fuel it burns
Gently it orbits following all things it understands
The new star bends it dances it stands
Tancing outwardly as creations comprehend

A continient wavers as the new star binds its brand
It feeds off of our oceans as our tides wash in
It goes just as softly forward and back
As the rays of its placement barrow up to the sun
We watch very carefully because it's damages are already done


Details | Lyric | |

Rainy Day Dance

The cloudy sky is painted
in grays of every hue
in the quiet of my room
I sit alone and blue
but then I hear the music
of the falling rain
in the beat it's tapping
on my window pane

It is an invitation
to join its dance so free
the song that it is playing
is playing just for me
and I can feel my spirit
lifting in the breeze
I see through my window
blowing in the trees

So I leave the shelter of
my hot and lonely room
to splash about in puddles
and leave behind my gloom
then like a little child
happy in her play
I dance with the raindrops
on this summer day

Although the sun's not shining
I'm filled with golden light
and everything looks lovely
that comes within my sight
and I will go on dancing
with the falling rain
splashing in the puddles
just like a child again


Details | Free verse | |

The Storm

And the storm calls to me in ways you'll never understand
A gentle call that urges my soul forth
The lighting guiding a path for my feet to walk
Between the stones and ash of all that once was
I stand in the echoing silence of the rain 
It drops down upon my skin like the blessing waters of heaven
Soothing me, lifting the weight from my body 
I feel at once as if I am home
Standing amid two dimensions 
Caught between two skies - here and there
The night wraping around me in warmth
The gentle wind lifting me off my feet
Drops from the clouded moon washing away my body
and I am left just a soul, an essence 
The storm calls me forth from beneath my roof
Beckoning me into its depth 
I stand among the reeds in the basin 
They dance and sway as if welcoming me
And I sway with them back 
Caught up in the power that charges the air
That threatens to sweep me away 
If the ground will just loosen its hold
The thunder rumbles a low welcoming growl
And I get pleasently lost within it
I am so small compared to its vastness
I close my eyes and succumb to the skies wishes
Rising higher until my feet no longer touch the ground 
My fingertips touch the liquid color of the stars
A sigh drifts from my lips
There is no need of thought to stay afloat
There is no demand to breathe in air
No crushing weight upon my chest
As my lungs struggle to survive
There are no struggles here
I make my bed on blackened clouds
And give in to the call
The storm has claimed me as its own 
It was such a struggle to stay upon the ground
When the storm would call me home


Details | Free verse | |

it is to dance

To dance one must feel the beat
Light works like Einstein said
And like Plank said
And like Tommie Young said
All one has to do is go with the flow
Take a light particle (billiard ball, photon or whatever)
go from a to b at light speed
The path taken is proportionate to the amount of energy
The less energy the straighter the path
Hence the lower the frequency
mass is directly relative to energy
Density is relative to frequency
ie lead has more energy wave frequency than hydrogen

on the thinking photon
if one hole is open the other billiard ball isn't on the table
So the pocket doesn't get the ball
open the other hole and the complimentary billiard ball
has to put itself in line to billiard into its pocket
Music is necessary to dance
frequency is necessary to energy and music
and quantum physics and existence 
But that's life and
What's life without music
To dance one must feel the beat


Details | Free verse | |

Dancing under the stars on an August Saturday night

There was a party tonight 
here in the park where I live;
a three piece band played 
mostly oldies from the fifties. 
Some couples danced 
and that was fun to watch. 

I even got up and joined the chorus line 
of single women, movin' their moves
and struttin' their stuff,
after a glass and a half of 
my favorite vintage Cabernet,
and after reliving a very brief moment 
from at least one past life 
as a belly dancer, for the old guys 
who were egging me on...

One couple, maybe in their 80's, 
danced like two people 
who have danced together all their lives. 
One could imagine that their dance 
portrayed their life together,
honoring each other's individual movement while 
combining them to create a third rhythm 
and a dance all its own. 

Neither of them alone 
would have been nearly as captivating 
as the two of them 
were together. 
Have you ever noticed that? 


Details | Ballade | |

Life's been good

LIfe's been good

Life has been good to me
I have no real complaints
Oh yes, I've had my ups and downs
I have never been a saint
But I have sampled many things
And I have lived them all
I've been a hero in some ways
And I have been a fool.

Adventurer I've never been
I've mainly read or wrote
But I have strived to be myself
Not a book somebody wrote
Though life has kicked me once or twice
It's been a jolly ride
And I have learned with each new day
To take life in its sride

And I rejoice, I do
At all thats been and done
They've all brought me home to this
This new born, rising sun
And I don't know what God is
Or whatever there might be
All I know is some strange power
It really must love me.

22 September 2013 @ 1420hrs.                                             


Details | Rhyme | |

If i had only one day to live

Oh what a dreadful day would it be,
to know that i had only one day to live.
What will i do? i think,
just one day to say and do,
just one day to ask and forgive.

Would i go to the ones i hurt..?
for love and forgiveness.
It would lighten my burden to death,
as going to hell is not my business.

Or would i be with the ones i love...?
to gather all their love in my heart.
Yes! i'll gather all the memories,
but wait.....won't it be difficult for me to depart?

Will i spend time in helping the needy...?
as my whole life i wanted to,
and to give them all that i can,
at least to listen a last "thankyou"

Will i dance in the rain for the last time?
will i swing just for the last time?
will i dance on my favorite song at least once?
or will i eat my favorite chocolate the last time?
Will i meet my friends who made my world a better place?
or meet my lovely teachers who gave my career a fine base?
Will i sleep on my mothers lap for the last time?
or fight with my sister for all that was mine?
Will i fight with my dad for a ride on his bike?
or would i eat all that i like?
Will i cuddle with my puppy for last time sake
or meet my collegues to have all the fun we used to  make
Will i tell my husband how much i love him?
or tell him that my heart was governed by his whim.

(pause for a while)

No, instead i would pray,
pray to god yet for another day.
Dear lord spare my life a day more,
there are things that i still need to explore.


Details | Narrative | |

A TRAGEDY OF PRIDE hubris or BIRD BRAIN

                     A TRAGEDY OF PRIDE ( hubris)
                       

In the Arctic nights the jazz born North Lights sound
with a music of their own. Fair winds ferry fragile birds--
take to the skies in search of sympathetic warmth profound

while white breathless silence magnifies each sound as it is heard
and few venture forth, like bears they dash to find a haven
where they can hide until reluctantly the sun has stirred--

But, there is one jay bird who is not one of nature’s craven
creatures-- Waiting for a spring call from his mate, he hops into the hungry snow
to dance a dangerous dance in icy morning with the ravens.

There is a God flung magic that dashes high above the haughty human know
among the ancient secret kingdoms of the mystery sky--
And there it is that Wisdom’s Word is spread by wing and wayward winds that blow

their way in worldwide splendor and intricate magnificence that defies
the mind of man.  It is a truth that dalliance in vanity is inborn---
Man or bird, into the nature of some spirits-- it low lies

and becomes incited when grand fame or imagined glory has been shorn
by another .  And , so-- in Persia when the Prince of Peacocks heard
murmurs of the razzing ravens and the sassy sparrows high sky airborne

a proclamation that the World knew now there lived a peerless bird--
plucky-proud, surpassing the peacock -- Jay magnificent with a spirit daunting, a weight
of valiant blue in shades escaped of double rainbows, color-blurred

who bedazzled all nature’s eyes and winds of ear, that judiciously beheld each trait.
The peacock, no longer Highest Prince of Birds, screamed a terrible and cosmic sound
of jealousy.   Ignoring all the glory that still made him great--
the vain and foolish peacock fell-- stunned and breathless to the ground.




Victoria Anderson-Throop  2012 ©
Written in Juja, Kenya
Bird is Stellar Jay, common in Valdez, Alaska


Details | Concrete | |

Trip Twist

In the void, sipping the zoid,
with mental properties of tripping on the spiral.
Falling down the tail of lions, awkwardly spinning.
With upside down tunnel vision leaking through.

Solidifying all matter that matters,
melting into the walls of your brain.
It tickles all the raindrops dripping in your eyes,
satisfying your desire of a synchronized pattern.

Bleeding purple from the rainbow,
and turning into swirls of diamonds.
Slipping exuberantly beside you; driving you wild.
Where the shadows stop the spirited scream.

Devour yourself into the omniscient grip. 
Icy cold finger tips scratch the surface of your divinity,
bringing you closer to the God who whispered in your unborn ear,
situated in your flesh from birth to death.

It embeds itself in the pupil of your eye,
dancing with your spirit and licking your soul.
Black shapes of madness wrapped in chaos and euphoria.
Twinkling and blinking dust of a cloud. 

Haze filled skies and blood filled smoke raining from the clouds.
Envisions of clowns and demons laughing at our demise.
Chilling sensations of sickening mannerisms,
mechanisms and mechanics sought out to destroy the tiny creatures.

These creatures running crazy into acceptance of demise.
Deprived of life, scared of death but giving into it's taste.
Taste buds quiver as the taste grows sweeter.
Death, oh death, tell everyone who you really are...

Too long have you been hidden in the shadows you cast, 
too long have we rendered your pain.
The world grows sicker as the hairs in my head grey. 
I'll never surrender as demons always circle.

Today, begins a new day of our fight.
And I have a good feeling about this day. 
Onward, we have united our minds and gathered ourselves within. 
Always ready for we accept our fear. 

We accept our hate and everything in between.
Accept it all for what it really is. 
No amount of doubts will over throw us. 
Onward, to peace.


Details | Couplet | |

Unknown

Who am I?
Am I defined by what is near in sight?
Am I defined by what I have done,
Or am I defined by what I could become?

Perhaps I'm of no use.
To him, or her, or I, nor you.
Or perhaps I'm too misunderstood to be defined,
And it is something like understanding that comes in time.

And if to the world I'm never shown,
Yet in my own light I've grown and grown,
And so I can know no happiness but my own--
The reason for my smile, to you, will forever be unknown.

I do not pray for the world to know my name.
For it and verse; the letters are the same.
And if a man should find his sorrow in what he reads,
I pray his pain my words to keep. 

Should his eyes rain on my page,
Better tears than storms of rage.
And if a man should find his sorrow in what he reads.
I pray his pain my words to keep.

And if to the world you're never shown,
Yet in your own light you've grown and grown,
And so you know no happiness but your own.
Let the reason for your smile, to you, only be known.


Details | Ballad | |

DANCE DANCE

I have been running to the meadows..
I tried to chase the rear shadows...
Wanting to valiantly join the show..
Magnifying beauty in a dance flow..

Melancholic is the chosen first beat..
I sway my body following my feet..
I stand; crawl and sometimes sit..
Unaware of the beginning felt heat..

When finish, all seem to marvel..
Awed and entertained applause fell..
Suddenly, there's the ringing of a bell..
Symbolizing start of another music roaring well..

Dancing dancing...
hands holding..
hips swinging..
arms bending..

dance...
dance..
dance..

by: olive_eloi
5:01pm
11/12/2013
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Details | Haiku | |

Haiku 4 - flowering weed, dancing leaf, life force

at the roadside
solitary flowering weed
vision of loveliness

leaf falling from the tree
does its last dance in the air
then settles to the ground

in the crack in the concrete
the grass pushes upwards
unstoppable life force


Details | Lyric | |

Come Dance Again

~**~ To reach out and touch you Feel your warmth on my skin So intangible So surreal As sun sets on pillows And mist laden sorrows The dark windswept willows Now sleep till tomorrow Then come dance again As the sun sets up high And the whispering wind Carries a soft kiss of Spring rain As sun sets on pillows And snow covered mountains The crash of swift rivers Lift fleeting light fountains As dainty droplets fall Sending you sweet kisses Springs soft kiss of rain Come dance again As sun sets on pillows And oceans set motions The sweet songbirds chorus Fills a million emotions To reach out and touch you In Spring's soft kisses of rain Come dance again.. ~**~


Details | Haiku | |

Dance Therapy

Dance is therapy.
It gets your eyes off the world
and straight onto me.


Details | Free verse | |

The Glass Goddess

All around me
Great cities made of sand.
Green sky scrapers poke through the ground 
To thrive in life’s strict conditions
And melt away with the tide…

Great houses made of cards
Form lines, and tightrope walk existence,
Knowing that any moment, the wrong brick may fall
And buckle our world to its knees
As Mother Earth shouts Jenga! from the sidelines.

So while were here
We dance with the Glass Goddess 
Poised miles above reality,
Leaping over the heavens on our domino stilts-

We floor it in the sky
Living death in the fast lane, 
Seizing the day
Because any moment 
We could disappear 
Into



Jacob Reinhardt	
10/15/2013



Details | I do not know? | |

Welcome 2013

Well we are already a couple of months in so i just wanted to say welcome. 
this will be a new journey for the both of us, so i hope it will be awesome. 
I will try to write more than usual this year, I promise. :)
What would help tho if you readers would send me topics and stuff to help me write about things cuz my mind goes way faster than my fingers and i cant think of just one thing. lol. so thank you readers. plz comment and tell me your thoughts.


Details | Personification | |

Walls of Years

~ I am but four walls painted purple, I remember that day, the girl of raven hair, standing on a ladder painting me. I was laughing because her hair had streaks of purple, and she was dappled all over with dots of me, you see. The next few days, I was left alone to dry in quietude, then came the antique furniture and mauve drapery. Art work was attached to me in hues of purple, my whole essence was lovely and I rested peacefully. I liked to watch the girl dance around in her pretty dresses, looking at herself in the ornate, oval mirror, so pretty. Often she would sit at her desk writing in her diary, with tears in her eyes, head bowed, I was full of sympathy. One day, she wore an elegant dress of white lace, she danced and pranced around the room smiling happily. I was so happy for her, but not exactly sure why I was, but I should have been sad because she was leaving me. Years my door remained closed, the furniture covered, then one day, an old lady walked in holding the hand of girl. She stroked the raven hair of the girl she called granddaughter, and told her, "this is the room where I used to dance and swirl." ~ Written September 4, 2012 For the contest, If These Walls Could Talk, Sponsored by Black Eyed Susan


Details | Free verse | |

Work

Work.
Toil.
The pain I put in the ground.
For such a precious thing.
Corn. 
The family enjoys their meal.
They plant their leftover kernels.
And wait for me to tend to them.
Work. 
An endless cycle in which happiness is born.


©Demand4poetry
21 February 2013


Details | Ballade | |

How many times have you been happy

How many times have you been happy

How many times, I ask you all
Have you been really happy?
How many times have you laughed with joy?
And felt so very free
Just because you’re filled with life
No help from booze, or drugs
How many time have you let a smile 
Give your heart a happy hug?

When did you stop and let your life
Just thrill you through and through
Without fulfilling some desire
Or some dream coming true
How many times were you forced to smile
Cause the sun shines high above?
Or you heard the sound of a singing bird
And your heart just filled with love.

How many times have you let fear go
And faced life unafraid
And felt the you, the total you
That really cannot fade
How many times have you rejoiced
Because you just love life?
How many times have you filled with joy
All free from worry and strife?

19 November 2013 @ 1830hrs.


Details | Free verse | |

Summer is lemonade

Summer is a lemonade
 
Summer breeze blowing the grass around
with a warm sun kissing my face
blue skies wrap and hug me
as I watch the butterflies race.
Summer gives me lazy days
coloured flowers and dancing trees
smell of charcoal and starry nights
brings back childhood memories.
Summer is an endless beach
sun cream, bikinis and beer
salty seaspray, fish and chips
postcards saying "wish you were here".
sunburnt shoulders and fun fares
laughter never seemed to fade
grab the ice and share around
yes Summer is a lemonade


Details | Couplet | |

Looking For Love In All The Wrong Places

<        this poem is not about what is written, but what is not written
          like the smile upon her face that looks nil and somewhat smitten

          and lochs of hair hanging instead of with bows and lace
          tell me my angelic angel have you fallen from God's good grace

          has your garments of thread gone out of time
          has your dance with the butterflies gotten out of rhyme

         have you been cast from your lovers heart
         or are you just looking to start over with brand new start

         has clouds silver lining rained upon your dreams
         has leafs dance gone frozen in crystal streams


         time stands still amidst wondering thoughts
         time stands still when lovers cant be sought 




Written By Katherine Stella 7/4/11

Entry For A Rambling Poet's 
The Unwritten Contest
G.L. All      

        

         


         
          
          

        
                         

         

         


Details | Pantoum | |

Dance Steps

As I sing a long forgotten song warm memories flood my soul my walk becomes dance steps you are my partner once again warm memories flood my soul twirling faster I search for you you are my partner once again a first dance for the rest of our lives warm memories flood my soul my walk becomes dance steps twirling faster I search for you as I sing a long forgotten song By Rhonda Johnson-Saunders Third Place in Brian Strand's Twelve max Any Form/Any Theme


Details | Limerick | |

FOOTLOOSE

Rock and roll that's my play
Who wants to stay and sway
Don't care if you're footloose
Any music we'll dance and choose
Smiles; grooving fun that we'll display

1:38 AM
02/24/2014


Details | Rhyme | |

IF EXISTENCE IS AN ILLUSION OF REALITY

Like trees extending and rising,
there's a sameness in our being...
to grow under a nurturing sun
'till we reach our end and begone!


If existence is an illusion of reality,
less thought is given to mortality;
and engaging in song and dance,
who expects fate to pull a prank? 


As clouds appear to cover cerulean spaces,
rain is anticipated: our first reaction is fret, 
and by freezing smiles, we expect the worst;
why be afraid of something that amazes?   


There's no cessation to relentless fear, 
and so denial persists to block senses;
what's the true purpose of being here:
to exult ourselves and our ambiance? 


Details | Rhyme | |

Life Is A dance

Feel the rythm and the beat, that sweet percussion of life. Feel the tempo ebb and flow, delight in that harmonic spice. Watch the trees belly dance, to the song of the coming storm. Hear the rain tap dance a cadence, as the playful puddles take form. Watch the creek pirouette, as it flows over smooth stones. Hear the mighty ocean waves call out, as they roll a deep baritone. All around is the symphony, that Mother nature dances 'round. Heed the call within your blood, go dance unchained, unbound.
9/3/12


Details | Rhyme | |

I Live On Love

My pockets are empty    The cupboards are bare    No problem for me    Never give it a care    No need for food    No use for money    No dark clouds    For me always sunny    Our first moment    Was a sudden glance    From across the room    I asked you to dance    We danced on and on    All through the night    In my arms    Till the morning light    Been dreaming of you    All my life    MY destiny, My fate, My love    Will you be my wife    Sorry  I have a man    Waiting for me    You and I    Were not meant to be    For the last ten years Of my life    Can`t change the fact    I`m his wife    Her eyes said yes    A voice said no    It`s getting late    I have to go    Been waiting for her    A thousand years     Left my arms Covered with tears    Our night together     Changed my life    No other woman    Will ever be my wife    I look for you    Wherever I go    The woman I love    That told me no    I`m a fool in love    A victim of fate    Our dance together    Ten years too late    All the lonely hearts    Cry out to me    Never love a woman    That was not meant to be    Have not danced    Since that night    Only with you    Does everything feel right    I`ve prayed to God    A voice on deaf ears    No answer to my pleas    Been waiting for years    Alone for a lifetime    My choice to be    Hoping one day    It would be you with me    The world has passed me bye    I`m at the end of my life    Never will I be able to say    Thank you for being my wife     I`m a fool in love    A victim of fate    Our dance together     A lifetime too late


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Dance With Me

Pick up your feet and dance with me
And we'll twirl our way through reality,
Beyond mists of doubt and despair
Through shining light so righteous and fair,
Over peaks of hardship and pain
Into lush valleys where joy rains.

Pick up your feet and dance with me
And we'll swirl the depths of churning seas,
We'll waltz across deserts of shifting sands
And groove our way through jungle lands,
We'll dip and swoon under an argent moon
Stepping in time, to a heartfelt tune.

We'll laugh and play the rest of our days
Keeping alive the music that lives inside.

TLH   ©   9-27-2012
Revised: 10-7-2012


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MUSIC - HAIKU

Play The Radio Get Up And Dance All Night Long Music Heals The Soul


Details | Haiku | |

All About the Music: Bodies

Blundering bodies
Find fulfilment in rhythm;
Let the Music in.


Details | Ballad | |

William part 1

I ask all to be open minded as I tell the story of my friend,  William .
There are so many prejudice in this World , from color to sex 

To me it has always been the soul , the person inside 
For one that is shallow will not experience life in true blessing 

William my friend was African American , he was fun and personality full of 'I am here "
William was Gay , William disowned , William called "A queer "

Well this is a lesson for all to know
God does not care what color , but the heart , what color it shows .

I had left my 1st Husband , with 2 children I had to support .
I was depressed , felt alone in the civilian World of a sort 

For when I got to Monterey bay , I was on a Military base 
Very shy and recluse , not leaving the perimeter of the land 
I opened such a big door when I left that abusive Man 

I had the tiniest apartment with 2 little rooms , probably 550 sq. feet I presume .
I will never for get the night He came to my door , William ," Girl, lets go dancing 
Let's go explore ! He called me 'The platinum Blonde "

We went out together and danced , he was amazing ! William energized any room . He Lit it Up ! 
For he had something inside his beautiful soul , no money could buy, nor silver or gold.

Well years went by in Monterey bay , I had fallen in love with a man , Lost so much time .

Time went by , after the man broke my heart ,I remember "where is William "
I missed something that lies  deep in my heart . The true Love and friendship of he I craved .

Now this story is long so go to  "William part 2  "be patient , be brave .


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First Kiss

Cecilia stood with him as my eyes filled with envied rage 
I had asked her to be mine at prom but was second to the stage
She dazzled the ballroom as bated breaths of onlookers viewed
Her figure in white satin caused all to experience an exclamatory mood
Bleach white with stream- lined sleekness adorning Long lacy sleeves
 Pinkish mother of pearl fasteners from shoulder to fingers weaved
Each aligned like little glistening sparklers- beautiful yet Godly conceived
Hair fashioned as a cascading water fall full of auburn red curls
Turning to mist at her lower waist causing my dreamful rage to be placed in whorls
Spinning more spinning- my world out of control
Oh how I wanted her long moments ago
A plucked rose of red love pined to her heart side breast
Gave me notice as I knew I could not rest
Like a lion on the prowl- to the dance floor I stalked
To dance with my dream girl whose heart I would shock
Tapping aspersion the shoulder of the man whom I gave envy and hate
Excuse me please sir-may I cut in on your lovely date
Softly spoken “We’ve got tonight” I whispered in her ear
Drawing her ever the closer- Oh my dear
Seger’s words audibled sweetly around the dance hall loomed
No longer the wait-I vowed boldly and calm 
No longer to hesitate- aroused by her flowery balm
My lips to hers pressed- for she did not resist
Thus it was the moment of our very first kiss


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Reflections Epode - TROCHEE

music's turning little dance								                     sing the sonettos 										          cabriole a turning stance										          ballerina's toe	                                                                                                                              ~												               tops cheval bureau a glance								           songs of little strophe    											 on look the spiraling chance									          day dreams étoile's soul                                                                											


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The Dance



Life is a dance As we glide through time With only one partner Or many in line It may be a waltz The mood is subdued Beauty of movement Two hearts are in tune It could be the tango Latin rhythms reign Both you and your partner Your passions aflame The mood of the moment Dictates how we choose Jitterbug, twist Or you're dancing the blues Life is a dance Through good times and bad Be thankful my friends If your heart's filled with glad © Jack Ellison 2014


Details | Haiku | |

Cherry Blossoms Jamboree

Cherry blossoms bloom; the townspeople sing, laugh, dance: hope springs eternal.


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This Is The Love

Stand up and shake;
Feel the rhythm in your heart.
Ignite those pants;
We get up and dance.
God on our mind,
Eternity in our souls;
Feel the chills of those bones.
It's the hope.
Open those closed doors:
Into Heaven we go,
Welcomed and forgiven.
Here is the love;
Let's dance!


Details | Sonnet | |

The Dance of the Prince and the Bride

In the early days when I was a child I would imagine myself a bit wild I would think to be in a grand ballroom With the princess there, and I am the groom We would dance together, I would be great Better than all the rest, they couldn’t state How near perfect I was this lovely day No one could challenge me in no pure way We would dance the best, and dance the longest For I was the greatest, and the strongest I would surely kiss her, my gorgeous bride Nowhere I’d rather be, I wouldn’t hide For my heart is hers, and her heart is mine This dance will last forever, for all time
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Album of Hearts

Gray and abysmal are her days
Each moment a faded dark haze
Consumed in her fairy tale dream
Her prince never came it would seem 
Venturing she thought it were fate
A new destination, clean slate

Then within a breath of meeting
And an awkward funny greeting
She was cast under a love spell
Too embarrassed to ever tell
How easily the lyrics came 
Now that he set her heart inflame

Listen to the keys dance along 
Oh how melodic is their song
Listen to the strings strum along
Oh the harmony of their song
In perfect tune with emotion
Played with pure, loving, devotion
Two separate songs bound as one
The album of hearts has begun

Her fantasy life broken down
Soon after arriving in town
Energized to attain her goals
Pondering after long night strolls
Rejuvenated was her heart
As though life had begun to start

A story begins to unfold
Yet their feelings remained untold
Curiosity starts to bloom
Her soul slowly consumed in gloom
Hoping for answers of desire
She burned with his internal fire

Listen to the keys dance along 
Oh how melodic is their song
Listen to the strings strum along
Oh the harmony of their song
In perfect tune with emotion
Played with pure, loving, devotion
Two separate songs bound as one
The album of hearts has begun

The album of hearts has begun
Two separate songs bound as one
And somehow they already knew
Without them saying “I love you”


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Dance

My minds at ease
My spirit is free

I feel the wind beneath my feet
As I jump and spin
To this hypnotic beat

Move left, move right
Jump up, Bend down
I follow this beat all over town

Neither here nor there
But I hear it everywhere

This beat’s in my soul
I lose all control

Joy surrounds me
The sound astounds me

I'm on cloud nine
Mind so clear
Stress behind
Left in the rear

Happiness fulfilled
With the art of dance
My escape from reality
When I get the chance

With power so strong
To move me along
Forever I'm tuned
To the beat of a song.


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Indian Summer, Part III

The winds of Winter wait,
Whispering to me of the approaching future,
But still far off, biding their time
Until this span of light and warmth has lasted out its stay.

     Meantime, I engage myself in taking stock;
     Compiling the days that define myself to myself
     Enlarging the catalog so far as I can,
     Building up a narrative.

So many memories
Like fireflies in a Summer's night
Flash through the dark spaces of my mind.

Childhood: Flash
                            Youth: Flash
Young Parenthood: Flash
                                         Empty Nest: Flash.

Family, friends, events
Joys, sorrows, beginnings, endings -
All make their flickering passages;
All paint their images onto me  

     The particles dance and shift
     Cells die to be replaced
     The face in the mirror becomes my father's
     Molecule by molecule
     With each passing instant.

     The particles dance and shift
     Moving back towards the dark unknown
     From which they came,
     Yet somehow in the midst of it
     The I that was
                              And am
                                            And shall be
     Remains to watch the long parade unfold.

And that parade, banal and fantastic,
Marches past that inside window where I watch to see myself pass by,
As some newer self shall do the same through all tomorrows
Until the day when all the marching stops for me -

     And then, my fellow marchers,
     O my many, varied Loves,
     On that last Winter's day,
     Where will we be,
     Where will we be?

     What musics shall we hear?
     What wonders might we see?

                              






     


Details | Ballad | |

The Turning Ground

*    It Leaps upon the turning ground                                                                               winter is past the sun                                                                                               does bring the warmth of dancer’s spring                                                                     love rises buds begun                                     *                                                                                                                              The scent of coming flowers sweeps                                                                             away death’s sway new life                                                                                            It Leaps upon the turning ground                                                                             death lies untrue, no wife              *                                                                                                                                 It Leaps upon the turning ground                                                                                 the flowers, birds do care                                                                                             as life does fly towards the sky                                                                                    the song of love we share                                                                                 *                                                                                                                                As newness flames the hearts of kin                                                                            She sleeps only no breath                                                                                               It Leaps upon the turning ground                                                                                 but life steps forth, she weds


Details | I do not know? | |

Where The Purple Flowers Fall

Have you seen where the purple flowers fall? 
Near that house of Broken Glass
That is Where the purple flowers fall
Near that house of Shattered Dreams 
Movements of the Wind 
Move the glass from Dreams 
Where the Purple Flowers Fall
Never Ending never slowing down 
Never Giving there dreams away 
To the unwilling 
Souls of the forest 
Aligned with the Spirit of the Wind
Where the Purple Flowers Fall
Forever to the willing 
She who is in control 
Of all things living 
Walking Through time itself 
Yet Weary she is 
Moving slowly Among the trees 
The house Of shattered glass is her home 
Where Dreams reside
There She dances On the glass
But her feet do not Bleed
For she Dances on Dreams 
Not True Glass 
For some Dreams are Jagged 
Life life 
Life moves with her Like the wind 
Like water 
Like Earth 
But not like Fire 
Fire burns and destroys
She would never Destroy
For all she can give is life and love 
Yet she has no name 
She has no need for names 
For she is The Purple Flowers that Fall 
Never ending Always there 
Yet there are those who want her Gone 
They fight her 
with there machines 
Yet she finds the strength to go on   
To Grow where others Burn
She Spreads life 
Forever wanting 
Dreams are whats in the glass 
As your reflection shines back at you 
I to wish to see my reflection in the glass 
In the Jagged glass Of that house
Where the purple flowers fall
Forever and always 
For dreams never die 
The live longer 
Then we ever will 
They were here before 
And will be here after
Long after we are gone 
I wish to Dance On dreams 
To be the flowers that fall 
To be with her forever 
Where the Purple Flowers fall 
Yet there is no plant from which they fall 
They Rain From the Sky 
Always Falling 
Always Wanting 
Never Ending 
For Each petal 
Is a Dream that joins her and the glass 
The Glass is the dreams that never come true 
That is when dreams become the Glass 
On which we all dance 
You me and her 
Where the Purple Flowers fall 
Where we Join hands 
And Fall with the flowers 
Onto the the Shattered glass 
on which we dance 
Waiting for our foot to Peirce the Glass
The dream that wasn't lived   
And Live it 
Always And Forever 
We Dance on the flowers 
Of others dreams 
This is where i would like to go 
To see my reflection In the glass 
And to see purple rain fall from the sky 
Where The Purple Flowers Fall




Details | Romanticism | |

The Bliss of Winter

Please….. 
Will you walk out in the snow with me?
As the icy cold winds blow through your hair and cuts the skin
The red rose colour of your cheeks covers your face,
I walk with you and wish this feeling of love will never go away.

Please…..
Will you dance out in the snow with me?
As I hold you in my arms and sing the sweet lullabies of life in your ear
The snow swirls around us in a frenzy of flutters,
I dance with you and wish this feeling of hope will never leave.

Please…..
Will you lay out in the snow with me?
As I turn my head and look into the smile that brought joy to my life
I shed a tear for all the sadness you’ve taken away,
I lay with you and wish this feeling of peace will never end.

Please…..
Will you make love out in the snow with me?
As I gaze onto the beauty of your being and wash away the hate of  sin
We move together in the motions of life that bind us,
I make love with you and wish this feeling of bliss will last
Forever.


Details | Bio | |

The voice of addiction


''Welcome to Hell," the sign should've read,
Reaching your destination-its all in your head!
Thank you, for your invention.
I'l. Never  leave your side.
We'll become very acquainted.
My child, there's no where to hide
"Last call for the train heading to Nowhere Fast,"
The memories you create will forever last.
I bet you feel silly
Falling right into my lap.
I'm a master at temptation
You'll cant escape my trap.
Don't pray to god he left your side
Just take my hand and let us collide.
I will teach you how to play the game.
How does it feel to dance with the Devil?
Did you realize yet that we are the same?
Are you honestly going to try and beat me?
A useless battle if you want to know.
Go ahead and give it a shot
 I'm in the mood for a good show.
I'll always be your dirty little secret.
I won't disappear over time.
I guess, you think your special.
But I won't leave without a fight 
Ill do my best to bring you back,
I'll keep you up at night.
When ever you will want me 
You know I'm always near
I will remain your nightmare,
I'm still your biggest fear.
A vicious cycle, that’s what I am
I tend to only speak the truth
I'm Satin's weapon of destruction.
The silent killer of your youth.

"the voice of victory"
One year sober, the world seemed dim and black. 
But I made a promise and I'm not going back.
I whipped my eyes, there is no reason to cry.
The time has come to say goodbye.
You brought me joy, but mostly strife.
Then you started to take over my life.
It felt so natural I didn't think twice.
But your a king at manipulation and you played it nice.
It's been 2 years I guess that you lied.
You said there is no way out, but I called your bluff.
I reslize now that enough was enough.
The path I have chosen led me the wrong way. 
No one thought I will service, but here I stand today.
The memories of your sweet rush are no longer a threat.
I have done many things in life but you were the biggest regret.
I know temptation oh so well.
I know your everywhere, waiting to lead me to hell.
Save your self the trouble and don't even Try.
I locked the gates to hell when I said goodbye.
But I hear this voice inside my head.
I know I burried you yet you are not dead.
The fantasy world you provided was nothing but a lie.
Your a constant reminder that life can change in a blink of an eye.
I have been clean for too long to go back to my old ways.
I like the new me and this is how it must stay.
Life may get hard and I might get off track. 
But don't count on me, I am not coming back.
I am happy with my life,been though its not the same.
Drugs took so much from me but I beat the devil at his game.
This is a voices that reside in my head.
So I desided to share them with the world instead.
Life may get hard and things will fall apart.
But remember tomorrow is always a new start.
There is many ways to deal and cope.
And believe me neither one of them is connected to dope.
Don't take the easy way out, it will will destroy who you are.
Don't chose drugs as your escape, they won't get you to far.
I share because I know 
that once your in, you can't let go.
They are every where and the each have a name.
I was lucky enough to defeat this game.
But not all off us are strong enough. 
Not all of us can call the bluff.
Never dance with the devil, is the advice I will give.
Because god has a plan for everyone, so you must always believe.
When things hit rock bottom and life fills with fear.
Remember that god didn't bring you this far to just leave u here.


By: Elena Frank 


Details | Senryu | |

Seasons Of The Dance

Atoms dance, stars dance;
entropy increases while
creation dances.

Words and thoughts can dance.
These words danced across the page.
Seasons of the dance.

The seasons dance by;
Spring, Summer, Fall and Winter
and once again, Spring

We too are dancing;
some with joy and some with tears,
for life is a dance.

Those who dance with tears
feel the seasons of their life
are always Winter.

Those who dance with joy
celebrate all life's seasons
and all life's dances.


Details | Epithalamium | |

Our Love Song

On this day, the first day of  the rest of our life together I pledge  my eternal love to 
only you
On this day  I gaze into your eyes and see that you are the half  that makes me 
hole
On this day I see that  trough love is really worth waiting for
On this day, the first day of the rest of our life together I pledge my eternal love to 
only you
On this day we will cry for we have found the one we are ment for
On this day we will smile for what is felt is pure joy
On this day, the first day of the rest  of our life together I pledge my eternal love to 
only you
On this day as we dance to our song we here a melody no other can here
On this day and through eternity we will dance as one
On this day, the first day of the rest of our life together I pledge my eternal love to 
only you


Details | Kyrielle | |

So many candles to see the light

Like joyous green of summer, my heart is singing filled
With you, while winter`s white is witness of good willed;
The glass works and the hot red wine spreading light:
Comforting carols “Silent Night” or “Brad Frumos”. 

Comforting thoughts of good like good miners,
And cakes a lot with names of saints and sinners
Looking the heart of sweet cherries strudel under the sight

Of mother humming “Silent Night” or “Brad Frumos”.

Smoldering embers and feeling like hot chocolate 
With scent of incense offered to every Christian mate
Under the new temptation of good and hope of right
 
Teaching of church on “Silent Night”,under “Brad Frumos”

The sacrifice of the pig, a ritual Symphony in red,
At the other side of modal logic, with wine and bread
And slaughtered pig and soured soups that might  
                                                               
Be prepared and savored on "Silent Night" ,near “Brad Frumos”


The aromatic smoke ascending, and dancing heavenly
Like our attempt to preserve and conserve not only
The clay and flash creature but also the inner light 

And so many candles to see the Light on “Silent Night”...


Details | Quatrain | |

Acting My Age

“You’re not a giddy teenager
So why can’t you act you’re age?”
I looked at him heartbroken
Then my body shook in a rage

“Being passionate about life
Means I am acting like a child?
You demand that I be demure
Does that mean being meek and mild?

No, no, my dear, I want to shout
I want to be crazy and mad
To stick my head out the window
Belt out love songs that make me glad

I want to let my body move
To a belly dance drumming sound
I want to feel young and alive
Make love without hushing the sound

On days when I water the yard
I want to get wet to the core
As I point the hose to the sky
The wetness makes me crave for more

I want to see my sun catcher
Make the rainbows dance on my wall
And have multicolored sweet dreams
I want to wander through them all

When you take me for a long ride
I’ll let the wind dance with my hair
I want the music to be loud
What if people just stop and stare?

I want to laugh till my sides hurt
And the tears are just streaming down
I want people to be happy
So I play the part of the clown

They say life begins at forty
Now I know that it does for me
Don’t you dare try to bring me down
You know this 'girl' needs to feel free

Peter Pan’s not the only one
Who will stay forever this young
He’s got me for good company
You know, we have songs yet unsung

So…please, if I am eccentric
And acting a little insane
Remember that I’m passionate
So please, I beg you, don’t complain

And when I want to be ravished
Or to play a naughty love game
Don’t say that was for way back then
Don’t you dare try to make me tame

I desire to ingest life
At a mad and frenetic pace
I am desperate to feel the rain
Splashing down on my upturned face

You know that I must be sun kissed
And to spray on coconut spray
To do handstands in seawater
And to bask in this sun drenched day

I want to cry when things move me
I want to feel, to taste, to touch
I want to giggle like a girl
When something does please me so much

I’m sorry I disappoint you
Sorry I don’t act forty five
But before this life is over
I want to feel vibrant…alive!

Yet, I will try not to shame you
Try to tone it down just a bit
But my dear, this fact you must know
In your box, I surely don’t fit

Yes, you may think I’m 'immature'
And I may act much like a teen
But I’d rather be wild and free
Than captive to rules like a queen."

Eileen Manassian Ghali


Details | Couplet | |

Dancing Through Life

When she was only one, standing beside the couch,
heard the music's beat and began to dance about.

At nine, in ballet, she impressed us with her grace,
tap danced as if born to it, jitterbugged at a furious pace.
 
At age 16, young and full of herself, full of life and joy,
she danced most every night with boyfriend Robert Roy.

Dancing on through the years with baby on her shoulder,
her feet tap-tapping, she hardly noticed growing older.

With hair gray and kids away, she joined the Country line;
performed in nursing homes, joyfully danced to double time.

She won contests at Silver Games; they hung a medal on'er.
She glowed, she beamed, as if she'd received a great honor.

Offspring gathered with sadness bearing down.
Her finger pointed upward, "Wipe those frowns."

From her bed she smiled and winked an eye.
"I'll dance on golden streets now," she sighed goodbye.


Details | Couplet | |

The Cougar Epilogue

Her fire and slippers call her ever more
The cougar still takes to the dance floor.

The cubs she tries now to entice
Turn and ask her “What's her price?”

Bedecked bejeweled, her senses honed
But sipping vodka shots, still  all alone.

The cougar losing her matriarchal hold
Younger cougars compete ever more bold.

Her latest prey so good, she wanted more
Turned in the bed, heard the click of the door.

A tap on the shoulder an aging man stands there
Wrinkled eyes, spare tyre, and thinning hair.

He says he’s watched her for a while
He knows he not quite her style.

Would she partake of a drink with him?
Her eyes wander to the cubs so slim.

Her hem length lengthens, her cleavage covered
The dance floors too loud, she feels smothered,

They now sit in a quite calm restaurant
Holding hands, this is what she wants.

Her cougar days are now ever gone
She has lit the fire with a special one.

Her stiletto shoes gone, they no more make her wince
She kissed the aging man, he turned into her prince.

© ~GG~24/11/2012


Details | Lyric | |

Wizard

                                                              Wizard 
    


I watch as the rays of the Silvery moon drape their silhouette over , The edge of the soft bed. The air blows in from the chilly  northern wind outside my window pane. The Earth is quiet and still,  The muffled sound of a near by pond frog, can be heard.  And offers peace unto the sleepy eyed Earth.  The quietness slipping further and  further into complete silence.  The trees seem to pause in between their, dancing swaying leaves. They are frightened from the darkness that is creeping in. The Earth will not deny it. Winter will soon dwell in the its surrounding. Small snowflakes dance in the distance above the high Mountains. White will foil the entire hillside, and sparkle like glitter when  the moon, brings light.  The soft winter mix, will soon  pillow the entire Earth.  The snow flakes dance and twirl, and land on the arms of the shivery  trees, they will cradle the white wetness. The earth is now fast asleep, and The whiteness will soon cover the entire Sleepy eyed Earth.







draped/ slipping/ pause/ edge/ muffled/ foil/ wake/ deny/ dwell/ pillow
    


Details | I do not know? | |

My Body

My body 
Was made to dance.
This is a fact,
Not a truth
That could be manipulated 
Like a piece of rope
Being made into a knot.
 
My body
Was made to sway
And flow,
To dip low
And reach high
To the rhythms
Of the universe.

The rhythms
Of a beating heart,
Of wings beating the air,
Of the crashing waves,
Of everything
I am fortunate to hear
And translate into motion.

Oh no,
I am not a trained dancer,
Who practices and practices
To get the technique,
Develop the form,
And in the end,
Add the passion,
If it wasn’t there before.

I won’t be found 
On stages dancing
To Mozart, Miles or Eminem,
Nor will I be found
On dance floors
With a number on
My oh so erect back.

I will be found
On crowded dance floors,
In my bedroom,
In my living room,
Under the moonlight,
On beaches,
Letting the rhythms of the universe
Possess me.

You would find me
Dancing,
Be it to a sassy salsa beat,
A fun Bollywood tune,
A little soca,
Some reggae,
Or a soulful piece of jazz.

Be it to a rhumba,
A fast pace techno,
An irresistible house jam,
A fusion of west meets east,
A pop tune I can’t
Get out of my head,
You would find me 
Dancing.

And even though,
My mind says no,
“You’ll make a fool of yourself,”
“You don’t know how to dance to that,”
My body ignores it,
And taps a foot,
Sways a hip,
And before long,
My body is in motion.

My body 
Was made to dance.
This is a fact,
Not a truth.


Details | Rhyme | |

Royce's Choice

a saraband subtitled:  LIfe Is a Dance

Folks show'ring her with potpourri,
Sweet Sallie starts her odyssey
dancing up the row t'wards me -
her shining knight with glowing smile.
We say, "I do," and rush the aisle
while cleric shouts with lifted voice,
"I give you, Todd and Sarah Royce."

A hundred nights in this romance
has found my wife with looks askance.
Her first love is, of course, the dance.
I twist, I step to reappraise
this waltz through life in cabarets.
She cancans while I play the 'bone;
we move this way apart, alone.

I watch as dance technician leads.
Resolving what this mission needs,
my proposition thus proceeds
to yield divorce to Roger Band -
who grabs the chance for Sallie's hand.
And valiant knight just rides away
from Sarah Band, dance protégé...


HM


Details | Didactic | |

Stone in your shoe

There’s a stone in your shoe! 
You smile but half smile,
You walk, but feel pain. 
You try to dance, but can’t!
You try to sing, but stammer! 
You try to shake it out, 
But that tiny little stone remains.
A never ending reminder 
That you will never dance with all you heart, 
Or laugh with all you soul, 
Or sing without your stammer. 
You will never relax in conversation 
‘Til you choose to physically remove that stone!
When then and only then...
Could you dance with all your heart, 
Laugh with all your soul, 
And sing without your stammer. 
With only the distant memory of your discomforting pain. 
Only an uncomfortable memory 
From which you can finally find your present peace and comfort.


Details | Free verse | |

Spirit of Horse and Man

The rider accepts the horse and the horse accepts the man.
No man rides a horse… It’s a dance in poise and symmetry as one.
Thump, Thump…Thump, Thump
The power is felt in the movement as the horse stretches out its gate.
The muscles move beneath the man with power waiting to escape.
Thump, Thump…Thump, Thump
The fluidity of the gate is matched by the fluidity of the man.
The nostrils flair in both… The dance has just begun…
Thump, Thump…Thump, Thump
If they do not work together… They will not work at all.
The horses’ mane like the mans’ hair, is held tight in the flowing wind.
Thump, Thump…Thump, Thump
With each step they take… A balance must be struck.
For every step they take… Their intent must be as one.
Thump, Thump…Thump, Thump
The spirit of the horse must merge with the spirit of the man.
Together they merge in a symbiotic relationship as old as horse and man.
Thump, Thump…Thump, Thump
Feel the movement… Feel the power… Feel each muscle as it moves.
Feel each breeze unfold… Feel their hearts and souls as they meld as one.
Thump, Thump…Thump, Thump
Point to counter point… The man doesn’t own the horse or the horse the man.
What looks so easy is not a simple thing as they travel forth as one.
Thump, Thump…Thump, Thump
The connection is tightly woven. This spirit of Horse and man.
Thump, Thump…Thump, Thump
And with each ride together they will meld again as one…
Thump, Thump…Thump, Thump


Details | Rhyme | |

A-Beautiful Life

Your golden hair like Jason's fleece
Flows and streams, now disarrayed, yet neat
Waving as a banner at once to the beat
Yet with promise and rapacity so replete

How your eyes sparkle behind your lids
How they must glow and how they must flick
Flash when they open so wide and blue
Yet now closed, as fire trap't by flue

Your arms now lift, delicate fingers wave
To banish the world of monotony and pain
They so loose and murmuring true meaning
A life I view 'thout your simple, sweet reasoning

As you move, loose rapacious rampant glee
From a world of spirit - simplicity
Your hips they do sway, speak condemnation
Of all misery hereto, to which we seem hasten

Conniving voracious creature which harkens
Is banished and cast off, made but microcosm*
Leo, great lion is as nothing to your rhythm
Struck off as venality to your creation, your schism

The human so simple so caught up by miasma*
Is at once transfixed, in place, in paroxysm*
This viewer at once poised, caught up in his pride
Is now gravitating, and to thee I must slide

Knowest you how wonderfully you exemplify
What is contrast to left - so right
Nay but you don't, and such is thy grace
You dance so light-airy, make perfect this place

Shining hair and glowing eyes
Re-laxed posture, abandoned pride
All memory is cast away, aside
As you dance in beauty, perfection, arised.


* Microcosm - A world in miniature.  
* Miasma - A noxious atmosphere or influence
* Paroxysm - A sudden attack or violent expression of a particular emotion or activity

*** The image here represented is supposed to be a girl dancing.  Leo was a suitor of hers, rebuffed by the dancer, who enjoyed herself, while dancing alone to "It's a beautiful life," by Ace of Base


Details | Free verse | |

The Dance

I do not dance
but my spirit does.
It soars with the best of them.
Suspended breath gives flight to stumbling limbs
while heartwings seek the center stage.
to choreography of ancients, those who
first discovered beauty in a line on cave walls,
gsping at the possibilities,
for this was truly life--to see, to grow
and then like little gods
will celebrate their power to create.

It was the overture to dancing,
for there was art, and music,
storytelling and romance.
Little nascent people stretching forth
outside their cowering selves
and meeting wonder, rapture, joy
all self-contained in nascent souls,
but all in concert,
for it was the dance that gave them life
to highlight history.

And now, the dance goes on
and you and I may reach to take the hands
of fellow ancients now...
those who seek with us
to learn of sacrifice and celebration,
little gods ourselves, stretching forth
to mark the rhythm of the universe,
and find a cornucopia of life anew...
Such life the prophets never saw,
Such dancing only ready ancients may invite,
Such giving and receiving,
Such a wholly light!
    ~


Details | Rhyme | |

Music

I'm Not So Young Anymore
That I like to Prance
But One Thing I Know for Sure
I Still like the Dance

I've Slowed down a Lot
But I'm Steady and I'm Sure
As Long as I Hear Music
My Body Will Endure

Music Is the Soul of Life
It's Different to Each Ear
To One it Makes the Heart Sing
To Another, Bring a Tear

We Dance to Different Melodies
But We Always like a Song
That Creates a Memory
Or Makes Us Feel Strong

So Listen for the Music
If Only in Your Heart
It Makes Life Worth Living
Don't Let You and Music Part


Connie Moore
August 10, 1992


Details | Sonnet | |

Dancing In Death

I dance in death to overtures of Bach
In the background violins softly play,
Body and mind start slowly to decay
Hear the tick, tick, ticking of midnights clock.
In death, in death; 'tis such a sweet scene,
Bach fades into the midnight hour.
The ending of song in all its power,
The beauty of death; ‘tis but a dream.

How could I dream that death is so sweet,
Oh, life why don't I cry out for thee?
I never knew death had honor and pride
'Tis a new beginning for a life complete.
The closing of mine eyes has made me see
Play on dear Bach, let me dance by your side.


Details | Light Poetry | |

JUST FOR YOU

I'd cLimb the Heavens 
and Earth's highest mount' for you
Swim raging torrents 
and ocean's Burmuda TriangLe just for you
Tear down the skin of this world we live in--
and battle UniversaL forces without and within..!! 

I'd give the last grain's crumb for you
Or the last drop of rain, too!
SaiL the winds and stormy bolts across the sky
ALL that I'd do Just for you..!!

I'll turn your nightmares into a magical pLayground
And strive to make your dreams come true
Be there through your triumphs and your falls
Teach you Wisdom of the wisest oLd..!!

I'll fight your demons and lighten your burden
And seal out all harm with a protective curtain
Kill if I had to, in order for you to survive 
And give my own life, in hope you'd stay aLive..!!

I'LL be your best-friend and confidante
And dance a most silly dance just for fun 
Turn your cLoudy days into a smiling Sun
Chase invisibLe creatures 
and safari with you into the wild AmaZon..!!

I'd do it all and even a whole lot more 
--JUST FOR YOU..!!--


Details | I do not know? | |

The Dance Of Poverty

The Dance Of PovertyThe dance of poverty woe,
(Oh the cold);
the dance that sorrow knows
and throws
...at each and every one us.

We starve, we pain, we weep
we reify the woes we keep.

Within our chest, which beats-
lies a forgotten heart that bleeds,
to the rhythm of the broken drum
of abandonment.

Beat the drum, kick it, tell it "it is worthless"
and forget it. 
The drum will lie there in the streets regardless;
abandoned for the world to see.

It is the tragic tale of system abuse 
and abandonment.

It is a dance eternal;

It is a forbidden ritual;

It is a tale of life and death;

It is poverty...

now forget it.


Details | Burlesque | |

What is next

I have been looking for my dream car, 1971 Chevelle. Carrying out dreams and goals are not bad things at all. There is a positive on this. I have a very vivid mind and it goes to work from time to time. Thats a feeling. It is hard for Ek to remember things. How i Feel. Song. Everyone thinks people are there to help them but everyone is out for themselves not trying to help each other out. It is all a dream she would have done this and she would have done that but she did not reply. Where did the girls go was the questions asked by all the guys and then discussed by the girls as they drive off. You were drunk, rambling, and you ran them away. Pure 3-2718space240Dash Bravo. What is this you ask? You can put pure in front of anything and sell It.


Details | Free verse | |

Pateince

Carnelian robes permeate dreamtime landscapes
of parchment and prayer flag.
Smiling faces walk swiftly
through corridors of ancient walls
carved from living mountains,
spinning cylindrical wheels in their wake.

Patience of a thousand, thousand years,
we wait for peace.

Eagle feathers jounce
as soft moccasins dance heartbeat
on the prairie hair of Mother Earth.
Sacred sisters hold position in jingle dress rhythms
offering prayer pipes to their men,
who burn sweet grass as they fancy dance past.

Patience of a thousand, thousand years,
we wait for peace.

Hula dancers waft sea breeze
in the heat waves of Pele’s fire.
Warrior lines pace boundary between the worlds,
as molten lands part the waters
and oasis the humble in a paradise
where lei lines encircle life.

Patience of a thousand thousand years,
we wait for peace.

Condor circles as mountains spirits speak
telling stories of forever and ever.
Ancient peoples gather in raindrop mists
to nourish the living land
and feed the collective soul
the medicine of dreams.

Patience of a thousand, thousand years,
we wait for peace.

“Imagine all the people” sound waves and ipods
park bench hosts to afternoon drummers,
as momentum gathers
inner city gardeners and beekeepers
buzzing to the cyber shifts
of “sharing all the world”.

Patience of a thousand, thousand years
we wait for peace.


Details | Free verse | |

The Moth and the Star

Once upon a time, in a place, not too far off,
In the dark, by the moon, there lived a family of moths.
Now, for those who don't know, a moth is like a butterfly,
but instead of vibrant colors, their wings are pale white.
Moths are known to come out and dance around fires at night,
and though it can be dangerous, they love its brilliant light!
When the sun would end its job and it was time to leave,
a family of moths would begin their late routine.
Their tradition was to dance around a yellow glowing flame,
of a streetlight, freshly lit, every eve, the family came.
-But there was one young moth who never did take part,
instead of dancing by the burning host, he preferred a star.
It seemed merely a twinkle, upon a branch of a great tree,
he felt, someday, if he could gain the strength, that star he'd reach.
Now his mother and his father scoffed and both would ask him why,
does he not join his brothers and his sisters by their side.
"Your brothers all are greatly singed, when will you take your turn?
Your sister's wings have turned to black, yet, you don't have one burn!"
Despite their scolds, despite their taunts, the little moth still aimed,
for that shining star he never knew was trillions of miles away.
He'd flap his wings, though he'd fly high, he could not ascend,
and every night, he'd fall just short and wait to try again.
But then, one day, he turned around and saw he was alone.
His entire family was gone, burned like butter on the stove.
And now that he was an old, old, moth he finally came to see,
that he, indeed, had reached his star, and it wasn't above the tree.


Details | Ballad | |

I am Not an Asshole, Yeah or Maybe I am

But ifya wanna call me one is ok
~~~~~~~~ bows to feng shui ~~~~~~~~~ i sometimes dance to giddiness i sometimes dance to sorrow i sometimes can't find uncensored tunes to dance to gotta get up tomorrow to whom ever's drumming ~~~~ as some would have it grin ~~~~ as others would have it chagrin ~~~~~ Right isn't so important when ya need help we've all been taught needing help is sign of weakness.... ~~~~~~~~~~~ I beg to differ. ~~~~~~~~~~~ Throw it in there seriously c'mon how much have ya to lose?


Details | Free verse | |

Vasava An untold story 1/Many

Vasava
An untold story 


The story as Vasavadutta originally conceived and written by my late father Dr.Amar Nath 
Kapoor*  in Hindi many many years back, but Accidentally the major portion of his hand 
written manuscript got lost with many of his other hand written manuscripts during his 
lifetime itself. He had a deep attachment for this unique story belonging to the period of 
Guam Buddha 559 BC. 
Since I had heard him reciting this story when the manuscript was present I am trying to 
rewrite this unique story, as was wished by my late father. Hope my poetry soup friends 
would find it a unique story portraying a beautiful character of a dancer Vasavadutta or 
Vasava, who was an embodiment of beauty. Her life changed completely when she came to 
see Gautama Buddha.

I am rewriting his idea and story in English and hope to have your both types of comments 
as you find and feel, as it is always precious for me.

Vasava
An untold story 						Part 01/Many


She was a woman of splendid and unparallel beauty
Lavishly bestowed and blessed on her by Nature
Her intoxicating and lovely youth,  had sparked  
Her beauty and enchanting ness far and wide on Earth

On the beauty of her face and hanging hair locks
Many and mighty had sacrificed and burnt like moths
To see only a glimpse of her dance and to hear her voice
Many lost their entire wealth, only to enjoy her dance

Brahma* had labored hard, while shaping her beauty
Her enchanting eyes use to glitter, like beautiful sapphires
Which were studded in the golden cups of her lovely eyes
Attracting everyone, who came in the closeness of her eyes

During her dance performances, her eyes use to sprinkle 
A passionate intoxicating wine, to charm the audience
Her spectators never appears to stop drinking that wine
To get completely lost themselves in the charms of her dance


Ravindra

Kanpur India 01st March    2010	                  Part 01/Many

References and Hindi word used.

* Brahma   The Creator of the entire Universe as per Hindu  
   Mythology.

* Dr. Amar Nath Kapoor  My late father who was also a freedom      
   fighter who joined national freedom movements of Mahatma  
   Gandhi in 1920 but left active politics after India’s 
   independence in 1947 and devoted rest of his life till 1994 in 
   writing mass literature on Indian mythology, dramas , Poetry 
   and etc and wrote more than hundred manuscripts

*Kama  means wish, desire or longing, especially as in sensual 
    love or sexuality  ( Deo)  Hindu god inducing lusty 
    desires


Details | I do not know? | |

My Precious Heart--You know who You Are

My hearts Treasure
As you know who you are...
Tis a write just for you...
I want you to know...
Ow.. I shall miss you

For tis your ever so Sweet.. and True..
as I know you tis always and forever shall be..
Beautiful as ever..
You...

I want to say...
Thank you, 
for everything your heart has ever said unto me
Such Sweet Loving words... given.. in moments of time

Yes.. Dearest one
You do have a way.. about yourself.. 
that is forsure.. 
Treasureous to hold.. in deed...
 
Everytime I think of you.. 
or I hear certain songs.. 
My heart skips a beat for you.. 
Smile.. 

You are what say.. a heart throb.. 
This is Ever so True.. 
For you know
whosoever comes into contact with you...
Tis be sure.. that they too...
Not ever walk completely away.. 
for within
Love Heart beats
Drum plays.. 
Brings you ever so near.. Smile.. 
Forever always through-out years....
 
I want you to know
Truly.. you do have a place in my heart
For you are a Blessing.. 
Ow.. how if could be..
but Before tis...

I say.. my last..
I want you to know...
You are Amazing.. in many ways
It was Truly fun.. you made me laugh
you made me cry.. 
you made me have feelings (deep withinside)
that at times yes.. sorry.. Smile
I could not hide... such expressions
I am not angry.. I pray your not..
But tis You & Me 
were meant to be.. it would have been
God has His Divine reasons 
for our hearts to have met
My Darling Precious Friend.. 

As I leave.. here from soup
what I shall take with me.. is part of you..
Treasures you have given.. unto me..
Love Sweetness as Honey.. 
as from a Honeycomb...

Thank you for being there.. 
I wish you were here.. 
for I... I am still alone...
But Smile... I have Jesus
He is with me.. as he is with you
Never let go... Always Smile..
For whatever you may look like.. 
Wherever you are... 
You shine like diamonds.. by far..

tis to bad in life... we never got to really meet
face to face.. you know
for tis would have been ever so sweet
Dance that dance.. Sweet True Romance.. :)
For I would have Loved.. for you.. to hold me close
and Never let me go.............................

Love you... always
Love me..............................


Details | ABC | |

Save The Last Dance

I saved you the last dance,
So let's dance the night away,
And wish that the music never ever stops,

I keep hoping and praying that this music never stops,
And my feet never get tired to dance,
And your mind never thinks of walking away,

I felt your heart beat from miles away,
So gentle and in sync with mine and it never ever stops,
In your embrace i found my music so let's dance,

Tonight lest dance the night away until the music stops,


Details | I do not know? | |

Lover, Fighter, Writer-A Decastitch by Ron Porter

Oh I love to dance but,? ?I am no great dancer
And,? ?i love romance but,? ?I'm not a take a chancer.
Give me a steady beat and,? ?I'll still hit the floor,
?'?cause I'm the only one I ever boogie for

But romance is dance designed exclusively for two?'
Skittish at the risks involved?; ?its a step I no longer do.
Now,? ?I have been a lover and a fighter but,? ?it's been
many long years gone since I engaged in a fight

And loving I do only from a distance but,? ?I have
always been a poet,? ?so most of all,? ?I sit and write.


Details | Ode | |

JIKINYA

<  > My people in villages and surbabs
       men and woman of all races sizes and shapes
       from different back grounds and different life style
       but one and only one common denominator 
       JIKINYA

      Jikinya,a joyful dance that expresses happiness 
      joy and greatfulness
      good times and memories that last a life time
      jikinya my people jikinya

     jikinya for a new life,jikinya for the rains
     for every God given gift  and blessing
     jikinya

    skies are covered with dust
     in our rich undiluted mother tongue we sing
     men thunder in deep voices
     songs with massages that lingers
     jikinya my people jikinya>

     the grounds we dance up on
     will never be barren 
    the rains will fall up on it and good grains will be ours
    shouts and praises to the pure dance
    a dance that liberates our spirits and ignites our bodies
    filled with joy we explode
    jikinya my people jikinya


Details | Quatern | |

Each morning , a white symphony

Each morning, a white symphony 
wakes up the same melancholy, 
Cold sun and the white which will burn…
Dreams and the dust filling the urn

From the back of the time`s pony
Each morning, a white symphony; 
The wind`s instruments by the sea;
Violins on sky`s balcony;                                                                                
                                            
All seasons`tribute in advance:
Winter with its full dress entrance;
Each morning, a white symphony; 
Hearts`s piano found harmony.

Hope established its colony;
Kids with carols and happy eyes.
Soon, they make a palace from ice.
Each morning,a white symphony.


Details | Free verse | |

Poetry Groups and Aaron Jumpers

Red checkered carpet and mahogany wood dominate
Guinness, beer and wine stand politely 
Reflective 
The eclectic gathering of minds and smiles
Litter the room as left over christmas baubles 
While one voice swoons across the ceiling to fall on ravenous  ears

Smiles in therapy 
And memory slip over the rickety stiles of childhood
As eyes wide shut dance or skipping hypnotically 
As an exuberant uncontrollable child on a windy day 
Create their own beautiful masterpieces from the words lain for all to dream

A sigh
A scratch
A rustling peanut packet to distract
The odd glance searching the sea of eyes for recognition, acceptance, hope or a mere smile

Where aaron jumpers distract
Why do aaron jumpers make one think of catalogues, hearty meals and  most of all love
The love of huge warm arms swinging you around in adoration
Sheer exhilaration at really being in love
Why do aaron jumpers and 
A scottish poets words create 
Grey seas frothy cream licking the rocky skirt of the lighthouse 
Red and white solid safety which 
Perfectly beckons me


And the poem did that and the mind did follow joyously 
The words laid down by 
A man died two years ago
Why did he have to die 2010 just before i heard of him
And now i must search his words in past tense
And almost hero worship
The man from Edinburgh and the visions he gave me 
By the sea 

I shed one tear



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Plz Note
This is about my visit tonight to a poetry group and how reading and your own imagination dance arm in arm.....
Every poets words are half the painting to be completed by the fresh eyes which read on...my theory anyway


My reaction to Edwin Morgan's beautiful write strawberries


Details | Rhyme | |

Your Fairy Tale

In your dreams, what do you see?
Do the innocent scream, is it the demons glee?
To the rescue he'll ride, oh what a charmer.
Those before his sword died, for he's your knight in shining armor.
The sugar plum fairies, dance in your head.
Hear as the wind carries, sounds of the newly wed.
This place is your own, your beautiful lie.
You'll never be alone, just look to the night sky.
Watch the stars fall, and watch the moon rise.
Is it the love you saw, reflecting from my eyes?
Will you take my hand, and dance among the stars?
Will you help me stand, and erase our burning scars?
Raise your head, look to the singing clouds.
We'll fall upon your bed, for sorrow's not allowed.
Close your eyes, it's not time to wake.
We'll erase the lies, and we'll never break.
Shall we run, across the field of a single rose?
This dream cannot be undone, for I'm the one you chose.
Please don't change your thoughts, please don't my dear.
It is love that you taught, to rid us of our fear.
Promise me this, you'll not think of the end.
Just one last kiss, should help the world mend.
Memories now clear, taking me away.
Don't fall a tear, He'll come back one day.
As  you start to stir, awake from your sleep.
I'll make sure, angels continue to weep.
Did your lullaby dream, turn into horrifying scares?
Please do not scream, I'll destroy your nightmares.
Say it once more, "We shall dance without fright."
Our spirits will soar, for I'm your unrelenting knight.
I will not fail, you'll not see my death.
This is your fairy tale, so don't hold your breath.


Details | Rhyme | |

One Night In Palanga

If,they say,you hear the music of the spheres,
Time stands still and temporality disappears.
Such magic transformed that outdoor spot
Where by chance we danced a lot.

'Twas the music that set our bodies spinning,
A moment of timeless joy the two of us pinning
In a harmony we hoped would never end
As though we two as one did blend.

Through motion etherealised
A dream was realised
Like twin atoms whirling in a dancing universe
We with timelessness did converse.

How the years from me did seem to fall
While we danced and whirled around the hall.
Your beauty shone with lustrous sheen
I felt like a king with my dancing queen.

Our life was with pure enchantment full
As the spell of the dance us both did rule.
Your sparkling eyes and shining face
Illumined were with ecstasy and grace.

Such a goddess you were in my mortal sight
That my wish was to dance with you  through the night
Yet the music ended,the spell was gone
But that magic moment in my mind lives on.

It is in such entrancing moments as these
Our thoughts dwell on our hearts to please.
Humbly I pray that as long as we breathe
More memories like this will we  both bequeath.

For those brief hours our life was paradise
Terpsichorean  the way our hearts did kiss.
Palanga now I apotheosise
And about that night will I aye reminisce


Details | Tanka | |

Flight - for Metamorph Contest

	Flight (Original poem)

	It’s morning
	early on when
	I begin to sparkle, 
	dance, 
	ignite.
	I radiate,
	burn bright,
	reach high and grasp,
	talk fast and loud,
	create chaos,
	risk all to
	fly 
	(flying is the best part).


	Flight (Tanka)

	Morning, early on.
	I dance, radiate, burn bright, 
	chaos in my grasp. 
	I’ll chance my manic madness — 
	anything so I can fly.  	


	By Jack Jordan
	For Debbi Guzzi’s “Metamorph Free Poetry Contest”


Details | Free verse | |

Dancing with Despair

I have danced while music played,
and smiled, although despairingly,
through tears at smiles not meant for me.
My soft eyes, though brown and drab,
have strived to glitter, with scant success,
as others shone bright, emitting light
beneath their lashes, lush and long.
While I lurched in crazy drunken spirals,
others, precise, performed their pirouettes
and slid across the polished floor
and smiled and laughed and more:
completely at their ease.
What terminal disease decrees
despair my partner in this dance?
Is there no chance to sit the music out,
a listener, discrete, devout?
While others whirl and dip, I slide and slip.
Must I be a half-a-pair with stumbling feet,
inept novice, graceless lout who, led about,
never has an easy air dancing with despair?


Details | Narrative | |

Scars

.The survivors. Yes, that's what we call ourselves. We've lived through the terrors of life. 
Gentle hands, soft spoken, safe in his arms. Obey, and listen, and the swirling melody of 
love plays throughout the scene. And yet, this masquerade is always broken to reveal the 
truth. Words sharper than daggers explode around our ears. Bruises appear on our skin. 
We've "fallen", the clumsy females we are. We fell. A sports injury, a car crash, a freak 
accident. Freak accident of hatred. Much like the lion, quiet and stalking, and then exploding 
into a flurry of the hunt. Of the hurt. Swift blows, and blood drips from noses, tears stream 
from eyes in a silver river of desperate please, bruises decorate us in tawnys and majestic 
purples. Reminders of our "wrong doings". We need to pay for our sins. The only witness are 
the walls, and the moonbeams that dance about our dizzy heads. On the ground. Steel toes 
to the back. A crack. Fire. Pain. And then, a cool silence. The rage subsides, and apologies 
appear. "I'll never do it again" and "I lost control" replay in the back of our heads. Our deja-
vu from the previous night. Always the same. Always the pain. The survivors. Thats what we 
call ourselves. And by the dark dance of the moon against the velvet sky, as stars twinkle 
like sequins, and fade into the dawn, we pick ourselves up. New excuses. New plates to buy. 
A new alarm clock. New knives, doors, but no new hearts, stabbed until the hemmoragging 
hurts like a firestorm. Alone. We are alone. We, the Survivors, have lived not an apocalypse, 
not a plane crash, but the darkest part of our lives. Therapy can lock it away, but never 
remove the dark stain of dried blood upon our souls. Lost. We come together, and escape. 
We start anew, but are never the same. Dark dreams, paranoia haunting our shadows, and 
the jumps that come with shattered glass of the clink of dishes. Never the same, but 
stronger. What doesn't kill you is sure to leave a horrible scar, but wounds heal And while 
scars remain as a reminder of the pain endured, we are, for the better, stronger. We 
survived.

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Through Your Soul

Pardon me for this intrusion
But after all it’s my illusion

So I guess it’s up to me
Who and what I shall be

So as I crack another grin
Over the situation I am in

Read these words of my truth
We are as old as our youth

Age is certainly no reason why
Grab a dream and kiss the sky

Winner is I have been told
He who holds all the Gold

Let me add one small detail
I think gold will melt in hell

I traded in my Midas touch
A pot of Gold for a crutch

That’s all ok I don’t even care
I earned the grey in my hair

I earned the wisdom in my truth
Making Poetry my fountain of youth

I reflect on what my life shall be
Grab a dream and dance with me

We will dance from star to star
Embracing who and what we are

Maybe we will stop by the moon
So our dance won’t end to soon

Kicking us up a little dust
Shaking off a little rust

Then back to earth for a while
I sure do love the way you smile

Eyes dancing with pure delight
As they meet with mine tonight

Take my breath and words away
Tell me my love what could I say

Give me love or give me death
Come closer let me taste your breath

Let me feel your every move
Soft, slow, tender and smooth

Come explode with me today
As through your soul I softly play



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INTO THE SUNSET

On nights of distress, he embraces me and states I am not his hostage.
I am beautiful and must be kidnapped.
He longed for my touched.
His characteristics enthrall.
Captivation is not fought.
We dance into the sunset as lovers.

We lived in an African hut built at the bay of the Mediterranean.
He was such a handsome man and I was only a brothel whore from China.
I was smuggled out my country at gunpoint.
Screaming to the top of my voice, I call for my employer with no avail.
I was born in China as an orphan.
Into the sunset, he ran.

I was injected with a poison and slept for who knows how long.
When I awaken the next morning, my mind was gone.
In a daze, I rose slowly from a hammock while my feet touched the ground.
He was sitting in a upright position smiling.
He called me by name and gave me my clothes.
Speaking he said, “Remember, the water is cold.”

I bath in the ocean or the sea.
The water was chilly as the sun beamed.
We did not talk for many days just spoke casually.
Into the sunset, he would always go to think.
Real meaning one day begins to form.
He tells me about my life and where I am from.

He never speaks of his own.
A new life he gives me and I succumb.
I had not lost my memory of who I am.
He was telling the truth in what he said.
No family did I have.
I was raised as an orphan.

We made a home here in the Village of Ethos.
Attentive to our needs and that of our children, he loved me in truth.
For what reason, I do not know.
Percept he gave and I honor his dictums.
Into the sunset, he would always go and return humble.

Today I am sixty-four.
My sweet captivator is gone.
He died from pneumonia in the harshest winter known.
I loved him to his death.
No other man did I desire to be with.
Our children are grown and he made my life a triumph.
Into the sunset, I now walk as definition of life triumphant.
______________________________________________|
Penned on May 08, 2014!


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The Gypsy Dance Of Life


Last night I watched in silence
At the end of the road in forest deep
I hid amongst the trees watching in awe
As gypsies dance while others sleep
Under the violet hue of evening sky
Haloed by evening's golden moon
 
I watched gypsies dance and sing
As flames from bonfires leaped high in the air
Dark haired women in shawls and beads
Happily dancing and twirling without care
Casting their spells of magic and enchantment
Performing their honeyed seductions
Blended with aphrodisiacs of scent and sound

Gypsy men with kerchiefs around their necks
Hoops of silver adorning their ears, singing joyful songs
Children laughing, dogs barking
As if they’re singing right along
Oh, I so wanted to join them as I stood watching in awe
Envious was I of their freedom and joy

Caravans painted in bright images and colors
Tambourines jingling as velvet shadows danced in the night
Skirts swirling, gold and silver bangles on their arms
Dancing 'round the bonfire's fiery light
Accordions singing, with happy notes from a fiddler's bow
As they sang and danced barefoot under evening moon

In the coming dawn once again...
It will be time for them to pack and move on
With a last meal served...
The caravans are readied to make another journey long

"Gather yourself up gypsy girls
Wonderful as it may seem…
A gypsies’ life is never their own
Time to move on
Time to find another home
You must have gypsy blood
In order to survive"

As their wagons move along dusty trails
They'll be looking for a place to camp
A place to call home... at least for awhile
A place to hang their colored paper lamps
Until...
Suddenly- a cry rings out

"Stop the wagons, ring the bells
We've found the perfect place
The perfect place for magic spells
Tomorrow brings a brand new day!
Let's feast, dance and make merry
Come on let's get things underway"

And so...
The journey goes on
And never ends! 

"Gather yourself up gypsy girls
Wonderful as it may seem…
A gypsies’ life is never their own
Time to move on, time to leave
Time to find another home
You must have gypsy blood
In order to survive"


Details | Italian Sonnet | |

My Lady

My lady in waiting, is my true love of heart,
She loves my moves, while my kisses she desires.
With her kiss in return, turns my passion into fires
Her eyes do smile; each time it comes, we must part.
She and I cannot wait, for our revisit to start.
Our love is sung by so many relevant choirs.
As the jesters dance so; heavenly playing upon lyres,
While the kings artists, prepare us in immortal art.

My lover holds my hand and my soul is in bliss.
We dance to our music, while the fairies chant.
She looks in my eyes, desiring one more kiss.
No one seeks to destroy, our love in any rant.
For the success of this ardor, could not ever miss.
Our hearts locked, bonded, as we both pant.


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A GOOD TIME (French Ballade)


I'll walk into the dance tonight
proudly holding my head up high,
Without a date I'll go in spite
don't care what my presence imply,
and if I'm teased I won't reply
I'll simply smile it's not a crime,
Although I'm here without a guy
I intend to have a good time.


So glad I was for the invite
Dressed up to kill, I'm looking fly,
I'll dance tonight with all my might
'cause on the dance floor I'm not shy,
Eying the guys, I won't deny,
Maybe I'll find one who's not slime
but if I don't I'll never cry,
I intend to have a good time.


The decor is a lovely sight
Red, gold and green in great supply,
The lighting here is not too bright
When in the corner of my eye
I see someone in silver tie,
As bright as a shiny new dime,
and he approached with smile so sly
I intend to have a good time.


I am his choice, I don't care why
He's handsome and I'm still in prime,
We dance all night, he holds me nigh,
I intend to have a good time.


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finding your rhythm

everyone has some rhythm even if it's only the beat of their heart
everyone has some rhythm given to them by the Lord our God
the flow of life, the synchronicity of how everything works as one
the stream of continuity is how God wants it to all run
yet when things get out of sequence when life's rhythm is off-line
that's when the devil has thrown a wrench into the midst of your mind

the enemy has a counter-rhythm that causes chaos to come in
but you can't allow it to intercede and lead you into a dance with sin
in Psalm 150 it says to always praise God with a rhythm of music and dance
to sing a song, to beat a drum or bang a cymbal at every chance
but don't get it twisted as all rhythm in life was created by our Lord God
and don't let false prophets tell you that it was the devil who got it started
the music of life, the rhythm of living, the simple beat of the heart
is the universal rhythm created by the one and only God
the harmony of the sun and moon, the rise and fall of the tide 
and the orbiting of the planets in space
all of it has a rhythm that God our Creator put into place

so praise God with a rhythm as if it's the one thing you need to do
praise God with a rhythm in a beat that's unique to you
and be it a talent, a gift or an anointing whatever has been placed on your heart
just use it to give praise and glory as you worship the Lord our God

so make a joyful noise, stomp your feet, play a tune or just clap your hands
dance in praise to the rhythm that's in you in the place where you now stand
and even if you can't play an instrument, sing a song or dance to a tune
let everything that has breath give God the praise that He is due
praise Him, praise Him, praise Him praise God night and day
by finding the rhythm that is in you as you praise Him in any way




Details | I do not know? | |

Passion in D-Major

Passion in D-Major


Feeling, the sensuous brush-
strokes on a canvas,

swirling,

to a symphonic crescendo,

of our shared heartbeats,

fading between the notes,

feeling your soft body entwined 
with mine,

your form bathed in my infinite 
kisses,

our orchestral desire rising,

conducting a shared fusing of 
passion,

... the music echoing ...

over the precipice,

on the brink of dazzling rainbow 
hues,

lost in the void,
of an eternal instant,

plunging through the depths of 
rhyme,

pleading,
forever pleading,

for a prolonged,

bouquet of shared time.


Details | I do not know? | |

ENTHUSIASTIC

Oh! pretty nature
This is eye-catcher
On the wet, wet grass
There were few dew drops
Shelly and I
Reeling, in pleasure
Selling, our leisure
Rolling, in great measure
This is big pleasure
O, I love this season
It's spring,
This is the reason...


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Noxious Butterfly

I'm fine! Really, I am.
My eyes may give way
To emotions, but I've found
That hiding them is okay.
No one wants to live with
Their heart on their sleeve.
That'd be just fine if
People didn't care or need.
As it is, no one can
Survive. Not alone that is.
Clinging to one another and
Crying together like kids.

I want to surpass that,
I want to be able on my own.
In many ways like a cat,
I would do more alone.
Sometimes, when I think this
Loneliness pushes it's way in
And it gets so hard to resist
That noxious butterfly's sin.
Sure, I care for others
And want those feelings in return.
People are like wet covers
Weighing you down to get burned.

My feelings, I want to cut them.
To tear them down and rip them out.
But once it's dance has begun
The butterfly will win, no doubt.
No more! Leave me be I say.
You imploring noxious butterfly!
Feelings, I will not hear of them today
There are no rules that life goes by.
But within me the dance continues,
Those horrid things I want to forget.
Some sort of personal revenue
My noxious butterfly, my feelings, kept.

~Reecie


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done

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Music Box Dancer

Upstairs is a pretty little music box that I love.
It has been waiting all alone for some years.
I have not heard its melody with my ears.
It stands in a dusty narrow attic above.

Walking among these things of an earlier day,
I reminisce of how I used to dance and sway.
I wound up the box, and the music would play.
Sweet memories are carrying me away.

Oh little music box, come downstairs with me.
Adorning the top of my dresser once more,
you will be something I’ll forever adore.
You will play and I will dance in harmony.








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Then and now {Double Posting}

               {Then}

I welcome you all to the dance
A place where souls are held in trance
Destiny is our truest fate
Taking your soul will feel great
I was born unto this life
To distribute pain and strife
There is nothing you can do
I shall have this dance with you
As we dance across the floor
I shall show you what destiny is for
You can try with all your might
I will have this dance tonight
As we dance you should know
I will crawl up in your soul
So take my hand and join the dance
I hold your soul in my trance
No need to try and run away
With your soul I shall play
By the time I am through
Nothing that you can do
For I shall leave you like a shell
As I take your soul with my spell
There is nothing like a dark romance
So will you please join the dance?
         
                      {Now}

Beauty can be rated by so many things
Like the noise birds make as they sing
Beauty is a flower growing from a seed
It also is a baby tender with its needs
If a person takes the time to look around
There is so much beauty on this earth to be found
Beauty can be a mountain all covered up with snow
Or it can be firelight with its entrancing glow
One thing in my life I have come to know
No beauty is as beautiful as the beauty of the soul
 

I posted this this way to show how
much poetry has changed me. I
guess now you understand why
I wanted to bury them old poems.
Sometimes like right now I just
can't help but cry for my pain is
very deep.










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Your Vanity

Misery weighs down your eyes, as you begin to read.
In this dance of lies, you'll forever lead.
If you can't stand, I'll see you on the other side.
Take my hand, for now the son has died.
I'll reach under the skin, and steal away your disease.
I'll fight and win, as Death becomes a tease.
I fell into fantasy, as I feel your touch.
Swallow your vanity, for you cry too much.
The string of white lights, a full moon casting.
The shadowed nights, are never lasting.
Forever wandering, these cold dark seas.
The world squandering, crying the harshest pleas.
The voiceless won't rest, as they continue squalling.
On this endless quest, I continue falling.
Fall children, dance with every death boy and girl.
The monster will fight again, yet we're all so coy.
Lets fall to our knees, and begin to pray.
Do they hear my pleas, down together we'll lay.
Unrelenting omnipotence, nuturing malevolence.
Angels and Demons, bow before the other.
The unknowing sons, begin to kill their brother.
Leave for me, the crumbling headstones.
Ignore and leave me be, for death has shown.
Leave me to sleep, in this desecrated sanctuary.
In these dreams I weep, yet I tarry.
Will you be my love, will we watch the world burn?
What are the thoughts of, for the dead forever yearn.
No I don't want to die, no not tonight.
I can no longer try, I don't want to fall into the light.
As I climb the stairs, I reach toward the stars.
The heart tears, as it feels the scars.
I begin my ivy climbing, for the voiceless call.
It's the matter of timing, for who will begin their fall?


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IF FANTASY WERE ONLY FOR DREAMERS

If fantasy were only for dreamers,
reality wouldn't send shivers down the spine
and considering our state of things...
one consolation remains: look back and smile!


Who hasn't heard of those simple times
when merry people drank, sang and danced...
carrying no worries or fears in their heads?
Haven't they wished to get back what they had? 


If fantasy were only for dreamers who 
invent a world that makes one see things hidden from sight:
how would lovers dream as poets do,
if no whispers were sent into the awesome Universe at night?  


I live for one scope to discover, admire and create,
but they are others who don't see beauty in anything...
their mission is not to love, but to destroy and hate; 
who would lead a shallow life without fantasy and feeling?  
 



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Le Moulin Rouge

Lets go to Paris' finest venue.
Lets go enjoy the ride.
Where the skirts fly high,
and the gentlemen dressed in black tie.

Follow me behind the red curtain.
Experience this life.
Where the dancers entertain you,
and there's no strife.

Venez au Moulin Rouge,
and be apart what you dreamed of.
Feathers that drift, Diamonds that sparkle in the light.
That you'll wanna stay all night.

So come to this cabaret,
witness the cancan.
You'll love it forever,
cause nothing else is better.


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Silly Little Girl

I'm just a silly little girl
Dreaming of a better world.
I smile when I hear a song I like.
I laugh when I watch a girl fight.

I'm not perfect. I'm only human.
When I have a bad day, I get moody and
Sometimes, I take it out on you.
But I do the best I can do.

I'm just a silly little girl
Dreaming of a better world.
I smile when I hear a song I like.
I laugh when I watch a girl fight.

I write too much, but I can't stop.
I refuse to pretend to be someone I'm not.
When I'm home alone, my favorite thing to do
Is turn up my radio, sing in my brush, and dance around the room.

I'm just a silly little girl
Dreaming of a better world.
I smile when I hear a song I like.
I laugh when I watch a girl fight.

I have a million different dreams.
I want to be a million things.
I need ten more lifetimes
To accomplish what I have in mind.

I'm just a silly little girl
Dreaming of a better world.
I smile when I hear a song I like. 
I laugh when I watch a girl fight.

I sing too much and dance in the car.
My friends are my world and we usually go too far,
But we're just silly little kids who love to have fun.
We won't let your dark clouds cover our sun.

I'm just a silly little girl
Dreaming of a better world.
I smile when I hear a song I like.
I laugh when I watch a girl fight.

I wish I could change the problems I see,
But I'm just one person. I'm only me.
I'm still going to work and I will try,
But I need you to help me kiss these problems goodbye.

I'm just a silly little girl
Dreaming of a better world.
I smile when I hear a song I like.
I laugh when I watch a girl fight.

I'm the biggest dork you will ever meet.
I laugh too much and love to sleep.
I have my own style and I hate my hair.
If you don't like me, that's ok. I really don't care.

I'm just a silly little girl
Dreaming of a better world.
I smile when I hear a song I like.
I laugh when I watch a girl fight.


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Warm Memories

So many warm thoughts surround the memory of my Father
Affectionately referred to as, “Papa” by his children 
For most men, back then, life was and still, is not always easy.. 
He lived in a world where he shouldered an insurmountable weight
Not of his own making nor by choice; and that burdened his spirit to the core
Freedom was limited for young colored men those days
Through sheer determination he became well-educated during that time
Grandpa had traveled much, therefore knew the worth of an education

He married his sweetheart and took her away to find freedom
They knew that they would struggle yet, preferred inner peace and respect 
He was an honest man; always considerate but couldn't handle disrespect
Always rooting for the underdog, he fell into trouble at times
Still, he was my “Papa” and in my eyes, could do no wrong!
I recall that, when he said “No”, he meant it, unless Mama intervened 
Like sunshine, he filled our humble home with music, laughter and books
We were by no means wealthy, yet strangers thought we were
He was a proud man and he and Mama always worked twice as hard

He taught me to dance as I stood bare feet atop his shoes
And no matter how tired he was he would dance for as long as I wished
His loyalty was prime to family and friends; his word was his honor
He made time to help with home work and lend a hand around our home
On Sundays we would all take walks after lunch along the beach 
And he would point out across the Atlantic the direction from which they came
He introduced me to the National Geographic and Life Magazines too
So many warm memories live within my heart, of Papa 
And I know beyond all doubt that he was made special for me!

Note:  For Sami's "Warm Hearts" Contest


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'She Danced With Me First'

A father.

Is a daughter's partner.

Their Life is a dance.

Where he only gets one chance.

To lead her across the floor.

To turn her away from wrong doors.

Sometimes it twists and turns.

Both hearts burn.

With pain.

Then it's ok again.

They just sway.

The dance is slow.

Away they go.

Smiling.

And laughing.

Then another change.

The steps, the beat all rearrange.

But they find a way.

In time they stay.

With the beat.

Their eyes meet.

He couldn't love her more.

As they move across the floor.

A man steps in, says dance with me.

Now she's his wife to be.

Dad lets go.

Goes with the flow.

He doesn't hate or curse.

He looks at him, and says, remember she danced with me first.

 


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Get on da dance floor

get on the dance floor
dance to the rhythm
i am the music
dance to the rhythm
repeat2X:

please take my hand
and tell me about you
your social status
tell me whats up with you
two pair of lips lie
so please tell the truth
if you have a girlfriend
then im not for you

))so((

get on the dance floor
dance to the rhythm
i am the music
dance to the rhythm
repeat2X:


Details | Verse | |

Don't stop the world from turning

Mother Earth is so divine
If I stood still for a lifetime
And realize I’m just a spec
But tried to grasp the true aspect
Of why existence is the norm
Then in the eye of raging storms
I might not fear my death
I’d whistle away my last breath
While the world revolves around me
To tunes of stars and sunny beats

It’s not true what they say
She beams with laughter everyday
A joyous dancer spinning
Rhytmed by practice from beginning
As I stay anchored to her heart
Planted crosses will become part
Of homes to which we must return
When candle scented lives adjourn
And harvest crops of the fertile
Unconscious left feet in denial…

On a happy woman’s dance floor
With happy thoughts forever more
Then way above some starry sky
An ageless smile shall signify
Igniting glow with veneered fiddle
Her spotlight chance to shine in the middle
Inviting all the sleep deprived
To dance and join the disco drive
Evolved through space with darling Mother
Revolving all around each other


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Sweetest Wish

Let the touch of my irresistible waves dance upon your skin
Imagine you are the North Star in my sky
Take hold of desire, as we feel our future begin
By dawn, life will glimmer alone
In our eyes

Make one sweet wish to rise in the golden light of day
Then you can see your wish come true
For one moment the outside world will drift away
We will find ourselves in the light of dawn
Life shimmering anew

I will let the touch of your irresistible waves dance upon my skin
Imagine I am all the words to your song
Take hold of desire, as we feel our future rolling in
By dawn, life will glimmer in our eyes
Burning strong

I will speak to you of fleeting hours, we will while away
Dancing to the music which is our own
For just one moment the outside world will survey
The sweetest wish as it rises
To be known


Details | Free verse | |

ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE WIND

Against the indigo velvet skies 
The sweetly scented nightly breeze 
Sends leaves falling, rustling 
Allowing moonlight thru the trees  
 
Through curtains softly billowing 
The moonlight steals its furtive glance 
Flirting with silky ebony shadows
Performing their nightly ritual dance 
 
On the other side of the wind 
Whispers softly echo in her mind 
Beckoning her… 
To listen to their voice 
Telling her his love she’ll surely find  
 
The wind chimes in spiral curves 
A moment that’s timeless stirs her soul 
To a crystalline awakening in her heart 
Welcoming imbuing intrusions to console 

In quiet moments she breathes him in 
His hand in hers, feelings linger 
A graceful dance to walk a path 
Feeling his  touch upon her fingers 

A trail of tears tinged with sighs 
Thoughts of him entrench the dark 
A restless soul needing warmth 
In quiet moments he invades her heart 
Will she find him once again… 
On the other side of the wind?         


Details | Free verse | |

With Deep Regards

Oh dear, oh dear!
Smile, and see the world outside
Open your door and come to this side
Live and play with the jubilations you desrve
Don't cry! Laugh, smile and live the life with the world outside.
 
Oh dear, oh dear!
Cheer, and feel the brightness of the day
Wake up from your gloominess and absorb the ray
Bask and savor with the gleam you pour
Don't hide! Seek, reach and meet the life with the cosmos everyday.
 
Oh dear, oh dear!
Stand, and dance on the athirst field of the awaited monsoon
Spill over with the rainbow from your misted essence
Dance and drench with the mizzly ambiance
Don't Slip! Toe, walk and run - the life with all self-reliance.
 
Oh dear, oh dear!
Speak, and scream from the top of the mountain
Listen to your own voice and let go the frosted pain
Fly and swing with your colourful amity feathers
Don't cease! Roam, wonder and prosper the life with your own reveries.
 
Oh dear, oh dear!
Sing, and choir along with the twittering birds cuddling
Theme with the nature so scenic and let blossom your awaited moments
Verse and rime with the melody you charm
Don't faint! Listen, fancy and dream the life with your utmost pride.
 
Oh dear, oh dear!
Smile, cheer, stand ,speak and sing
See, feel, dance, scream and choir
Live and play, bask and savor, dance and drench, fly and swing, verse and rime
With the world outside...
Open your door - we are calling you and play your eternal life.


Details | Free verse | |

Vasava - An Untold Story 14/Many


Vasava – 
An untold story                                                                        14/Many

				

Udiyan knew what his friend King Suyodhan, had briefed him about Vasava
That she would not compromise, on her determinations with anyone
Even if she is offered, the temptation of a kingdom,
It was enough an indication for Udiyan, that she would not succumb
To his rising passions and ever increasing charms and lust for her


Because of Vasava’s determinations, not to get involved
In physical relations, passions and body lusts, which may make her weak
And may become the main cause of her skill deterioration, 
Of her long cherished and preserved Music, Art, Dance or other devotions
She therefore decided to put a restriction, on all such alluring temptations

Her opinion that her self control, on the rising waves of passions and lust
Can only take her to those extra ordinary heights, where skills becomes perfections
As she has yet to attain the loftiest height of her skills
And her goal was far, far away from where she was standing
In spite of holding a rare prime position in the kingdom of Magadh**

She therefore had started loving her music and art
More than anything in the world, and got herself so much involved,
In attaining the perfection in her dance and singing arts,
That an inner beauty began to grow, glow and shine in her
With the shining of her dancing steps and her enchanting singing arts

The enthralling image of Vasava, was hovering on the mind of Udiyan
Removing every other image, for the time being from his mind and heart
Udiyan could not close his eyes, even for a moment
And passed his entire night sleeplessly in weaving his future with Vasava
As he was feeling that without her, life had no charms and meaning for him

Even the kingdom of Ujjain, appears to be of no attraction for him
Without Vasava being the queen, of his heart and his kingdom
Every thing seems to be a hallow or vacant like a void,
Even his own life, appeared to be not of his own,
Without, the sweet presence of his dream likes reality Vasava



Ravindra						to continue in 15

Kanpur India 20th April 2010 




Details | Rhyme | |

A Perfect Glow

A Perfect Glow


A perfect glow wraps your sweet face
aroma of flowers and sexy lace,
hint of our coming embrace

A romantic vision appears before my eyes
images of naked bodies soon arise,
promises of morning skies

A bliss awaits this enchanted night
vows of passion and delight,
sings of our true light

A memory soon to be so lovingly made
tender waters we wade,
intimate joy so well played

A perfect thought stirs our loving hearts
as night's interlude starts,
beautiful sex , off the charts!!

Robert J. Lindley, 07-16-2014

Dedicated to my true love, my life, my wife...
Just burst out of me and had to get it down now...
I need sleep... sometime tonight...


Details | Rhyme | |

The Last Dance

We were separated through time and through chance. 
We danced to our song, but is it now our final dance? 

Dear hon, I write this letter just to say I love you so. 
You're always on my mind and I will never let you go. 

You're always on my mind for each time and each season. 
Why am I breathing? Look in the mirror...you are the reason. 

Dear hon, you are my sunshine that comes after the rain. 
My everything you are. You simply take away the pain. 

You're all that I want and whatever it is you do. Just 
know this, I'm in love...I'm in love with only you. 

You received my letter, but I feel it in my heart. 
Something isn't right. I sense we're drifting far 
apart. 

You responded by saying that this was really hard to do. 
Not only sense, but now I know that something's definitely 
wrong with you. 

It was then that you told me you had a secret to tell. 
You told me you had cancer with months to live. At this I fell! 

I simply can't believe I'm about to loose my girl. You can't 
leave. You cannot leave! Don't you know you are my world?! 

Dear hon, I can't believe it. Just say it's all a lie. Say you 
aren't dying. I shall believe...at least I'll try. 

We're suppose to be together till the end of time. We're 
suppose live forever holding your hand deeply in mine. 

Dear hon, I booked a flight. I'll be there soon as I can. 
Please hold on, my love. I want to simply hold your hand. 

Here I am at the hospital. You're on your dying bed. 
I'm shaking and I'm crying as I lightly hold your head. 

You looked into my eyes 
The fear...it was there. 

I said these words to you 
"I'll always love you. Babe, I swear." 

Please don't die, my love! My life revolves around you. 
I say this with my heart. I say this with utter truth. 

Please don't die, my love! What more can I really say? 
You're always on my mind both in the night and in the day. 

Please don't die! Please don't go! For I will be missing you. 
If you die, how will I live? How can I breathe without you? 

It was then that you died. Down the halls they hear my cry. 
Why did this have to happen? What's the reason? What's my crime? 

They pull me from your body, but I cannot break away. I'm crying 
and I'm screaming as their taking me away. 

Here I am a lonely man with only few words to say. I stay up 
crying through the night even to the break of day. 

I know you'll rise once again. I'm committed just to you. 
I'll dance with you again, my love...I'll dance again with you. 



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Rain

I see the rain,
Dancing across the sidewalk,
Carefully placing each drop
One at a time,
They flow with each other,
Gracefully and in sync,
As a dance from the heavens
Praising the One who made them,
And as I watch them,
I become hypnotized,
Almost entranced,
By their beauty


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Dancing Numbers

            Dancing Numbers

Numbers dance in space upon the wall of distant nebulae
Lower digits do the limbo under digit trees on Earth
Produce a number of rumbas in the process
Baby ones and twos run through the branches to learn their steps
In the shade of day they count on memory to forget

Before the dawning of romance
Before attempting trips or splits   
Once set in motion growing 
Numbers never stop                                                       
Figures have no limitations

All numbers should be even 
Or at least equal to themselves
They make their way while 3’s distract 
Straight to the borders of the Cha Cha land
Rhythms follow in their dance and play
           
Shade from the whole numbered trees
Bridges peace from war while quartets practice
The calculus that seems so simply separated
Moves with them in tempo traction on the hollow beat
Served in triple time, on a bed of zero pillow, to sleep beneath

Beyond the cosmic wonders of the numbers
The sum of all their quantum parts
Ones and twos take place; take shape, in string quartets 
Fours are not alike.  None are the same
Tap stepping on the thinnest line of life

Tip toeing to the stars from far behind
The waltz is just a walk in structured measure
In step out there in hand with solid sevens on the edge
Half way to heaven as jazz plays on and on with pleasure
Numerals are merely numbers with another name who also play

Odd figures, outnumbered, outlawed by even ones  
Doing splits, without permits, perfect cascading cadence
Swirling one by one while spinning past the sun
Even ones outlive everyone 
While dancing upon the up above

Other numbers hide with their mistakes 
Tracked down, calculated, counted, after their ballet bows
They have their days cut short in age, then dance no more
Such digits suffer from arithmetic’s and numeric ailments 
Crunch the numbers numb, until the Gangnam dance is done



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THE LIGHT

When the picture turns dull
And the light turns dark,
The underworld laughs.
One thing the underworld forget is,
In the midst of their laughter
The laughter doesn't see the end.
Because the light is stronger than dark.

In the white fields the angels sing
And a song of halleluyah fills
Because the light of God shines
And every knee bow in praise.
Up in the heavens the angels sing
And the throne of God greatness lingers.
With every tongue and every mouth,
Confessing and hailing his name on.

Tears dry and the face brightens
With a glowing tone of skin showing
Bringing back the life of a lifeless face.
A white light engraves my body,
And a sword swing to close the gates,
Like the Garden of Eden to save my soul,
As the donkey refused to move ahead,
With an angel of God standing ahead,

To this my life I know am safe
With God protection all over me.
With the white fields the vision shows,
Of a land that God dwells among us
In harmony peace and love.
The people like angels dance in praise,
Like the angels dance and sing in heaven,
Bringing an end to the underworld laughter,
Because the light will always prevail.


Details | ABC | |

Prince Charming

...And one day my prince charming would come
and hold my hand and dance me around
would take me up and up and up
to the frosted and beautiful folds of cloud

through folds he'll take me to the heaven
where the birds would chitter and chatter around
and the waves would play a soft music
the winds would make a rapturous sound

the sky would shower exuberant colours
milky, creamy, snowy and pure
combined to give spirited emotions
leading us to the infinite tenure

of cheering and jovial time of life
and leading us to a promising hope
that life would bring joys and beams
have faith in God,dont leave the rope

of silverline and lots of trust
of courage, aspire, desire, support
believe that love wont fail and sink
our lives are meant to be one and whole

me and prince would dance along
till the night is passed and the sun is dawned
till the sun is set and the night is borned
and that very night is permanently prolonged

My life will change to a wonderland
all the blessings will be combined and summed
my life will sing a beautiful song
and one day my prince charming will come


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Dance of the Crows

The dance of the crows Deadly birds of paradise They fly into the air And dance around in circles Going around and around Flying to its peak Fluttering its wings This dance of the crows Takes over the birds The end of life The black death they are A completion of the end Absence of hope A terrible demise I don’t want to observe The dance of the crows
Russell Sivey Entrant into Nette Onclaud's "~ LET'S DANCE! ~" contest


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guzzling phantoms

at times
i frolick in blue bonnet and mint,
then sling demons into innocent winds
but mostly its a lifeless swim,
in construction site pools
 the shadow of silence
if i dance i dance with fools
(fools that look like me).

your mind is maze of peculiar- unique
riding the vapour of a brilliant wind,
like an eagle skipping from peak to peak
dipping its wings in ponds of pristine,
you know truths that i'll never see
sometimes unique is made for alone
and alone is made for unique

you wrestle with giants that have no heart
(guzzling phantoms that wear only darkness...)
simpler to let things sift through the night,
then come morning taste the cream of your life







Details | Cowboy | |

A Teardrop Away

I hear a hawk cry to its mate
Takes me back before "too late"
Lonesome lyric desert wind
Sings me into your arms again

How I wish that it could be
not just a dream but flesh & blood reality 
Gone but not forgotten, you will always be
just a teardrop away in my fondest memory

The whisper of the wind brings you back again
to dance among the shadows of my heart 
Thunder echoing down the hills
I hear your voice so close it chills

Lightening dances cross the sky
recalls the laughter in your eyes
Suddenly we're once again
Dizzy dancing in the rain 

Gone but not forgotten, you will always be
just a teardrop away in my fondest memory
The whisper of the wind brings you back again
to dance among the shadows of my heart 

Gone so swiftly without goodbyes
but I know true love never dies
As I kneel at this headstone
I know I will never walk alone

For you'll always live within my heart
guiding me from the deepest part 
Gone but not forgotten, you will always be
just a teardrop away in my fondest memory

The whisper of the wind brings you back again
to dance among the shadows of my heart

(c) January 2002


Details | Rhyme | |

my level of insanity

tell me what is normal,
and i won't act the part,
screaming in the night,
to lift a heavy heart,
hear the song of friends,
they sing it in your ear,
telling you again,
that fear is what you fear,
so smile little heart,
and dance out in the rain,
will the awesome colors,
make you dance in vain?

make sense to you? it does to me. bwahahahaha


Details | I do not know? | |

Field Of Dreams

Come walk with me thru' a field of dreams 
Of wooded lanes and sunlit streams 
Where rainbows light the path below
And Sunlite' beckons the flowers to grow
 
On beaches strewn with shells and sand 
Come walk with me all thru' this land 
We'll run with the wind blowing in our hair 
And all our hopes and dreams we'll share
 
With hands deliciously touching and learning 
To devour a flame in our souls that's burning 
The moon will be our friend at nite'
We'll walk in the shadows and hold on tight
 
We'll dance till dawn and laugh with the sun 
And wonder where the nite' has gone 
Natures sweet smells will fill our senses 
And we'll drink from it's bounty until it quenches~ 
Our thrist for life and love and glory 
And pray for no end to come to our story
 
In endless play and voices that sing 
Sweet waters dimpling laugh from a spring 
The comforting feel of sensual fingers 
And the fragrance of skin... 
And the smell that lingers 

   Oh, it's such a sweet refrain... 
       To live and love and dance again


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TEN CENTS A DANCE

She worked at a boozy ballroom, dancing for 10 cents a dance 
Barely enough to eat and pay her rent in a rundown seedy hotel 
So young, so alone raised by no one but herself 
Oh, she had parents, but they didn’t see her, didn’t know or love her 
She married the first guy who came along just to get away from home 
But he abused her - used her, then left her all alone 

Twenty two years old- 
Alone, with two small children to care for 
She needed someone… 
Someone who would hold her - touch her tenderly with his heart 
Someone to love her- love her children 
Her brown eyes wishing, hoping - looking for love in stranger’s faces 
Dancing for 10 cents a dance under shimmering ballroom lights 
Swaying to and fro through dreamed filled hopes 
With her closed eyes, she pretended as she danced 
Fantasizing that he might be the one to save her- love her 

When the music started she was in another world 
Wishing he’d sweep her off her feet, take her away 
So she could live like a lady and die like a flowering rose when her last petals fell
In the arms of one she imagines will be hers once and for all
To whisper velvet words of comfort as their feet grazed the floor 
Under the melodic grace of the violins she pretended… 
Hoping to find her hero, someone who’ll give her a chance 
Just...for 10 cents a dance


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Dance Poetry In Motion

Dance…Poetry In Motion

A body in motion,
a river flowing…?
connected, never far apart.
?A figure swaying to her inner rhythm,?
a trickling stream rushing toward the open sea.
?Silence gives way to a single note,
?the body awakens; the hint of a dance?.
The chord has been struck, 
there is no turning back.
?Hear the music, breathe in the melody,
?linger there, let it guide you freely,?
Can you feel it?
?Take the first step, never regret it…?
A promise never failed…live your dream,
?Become it!


Details | Free verse | |

Come Dance With Me

My love,
What a dream you are to me.

We walk hand in hand,
Sometimes by the sea,
And yes it seems a dream.
But a dream how can it be?

With you I feel so free.
The crashing of the waves,
Erasing old footsteps,
To create new beginnings,
A new life, you and me.

I walk with you tonight,
As we always do,
Showing our love,
How great to be with you.

My heart fills with joy,
With every thought of you.

Tiki torches in the distance,
Their flames dance to the breeze,
As if they are beckoning,
Come dance with me.

Dance we will,
But first a kiss,
As the water sweeps across our feet.

With you I am ready to begin,
Where are you, but in my pen?


Details | Rhyme | |

Life is a Dance

I have seen it spinned a man and flayed him
Seen it turned people into shadows, and dim
Movements arching, stretching, supple souls
Who the rhythm could not break. So hip rolls
Into the grind and pelvic thrust of a sublime
Urge, a longing to break skin away and to fly
The mind contorts the body to tell its paradigm
Of seasons changing us. We dance ere we die,
We all must dance where the music compels
Automatons of muscles, sinews and of bone
We carry in us the echo of life's loud trombone
Onto the stage where lights cast their spells.
Life is a dance, O,come twirl with me to reel
And script, we are free who live what we feel.


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A Maiden's Heart

A Maiden's Heart And I Like To thank My Viewers

I tell you a tell of a waking maiden who heart broke for she trusted and her trusted was blown in her face.Do you wish for thing to go right?Is all well in life as she shaking her fears?Is it not fair to dream of love with that stand forever?I say let dance the  dance of music and laugh the laugh of joy for hearts should stand still only wavering when life is darkest I say dance and laugh for joy is what we all need in these days of sorrow and confusion.We may dance on the ice we may laugh at your fears and bring great love to ourselves.Oh joy shall we shout to the heaven and fall from happiness.Let hearts waver not for there is more then sadness lets all be free this day this day lets forget the heartbroken maiden and see her smile once more.

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I thank you for looking at my work and To say that I'm so happy that i could enter contest and win.to my all my viewers thank you for the comment the views and Pray I can make more that you will all enjoy 


Love
Marcedies Your Ever Writing poet 


Details | I do not know? | |

Slowly

Lying in soft green grass
Watching shooting stars
Sitting by the fire
Eating smores, listening to guitars
Singing songs happily
Dancing in the rain
Holding hands with a cute guy
Being with friends acting totally insane
Taking life slowly
Climbing mountains when they come
Slowing down the music
Seeing what the dance will become
Floating over ocean waves
Swimming down rivers
Suntanning in the sand
Waiting to see what the pizza man delivers
Staying up late
Waiting for him to call
Walking down stairs
Friends there incase you fall
Taking life slowly
Climbing mountains when they come
Slowing down the music
Seeing what the dance will become
Crawling up mountains
But then enjoying the view
Continue to dance slowly
Do what I never knew I'd do


Details | Epithalamium | |

My Beloved (Part III)

                      My attention is undivided as you dance for me the dance of 
Mahanaim with your beautiful sandaled feet.  Your graceful legs are the jewels of 
the Master Craftsman, which surround my waist, and your feet secure them.  So, 
we embrace and come together, for I belong to you, and I know your desire is for 
me.  Hold me close and caress me because the winter is past; the rain is over 
and gone.  The vines have budded and the blossoms have opened.  Everything 
is now ready, and our bed is new and lively.  It's undefiled.  It's spread abroad 
with silk and satin and is perfumed with aloes and cinnamon.  And in our bed is 
every delicacy that has been stored up, so let us solace ourselves with loves, 
and let us take our fill of desire until the morning.
	I have come into my garden; I have gathered myrrh with spice.  I have 
eaten my honeycomb and my honey.  I have drank my wine and my milk, which 
have come straight to me.  Flowing gently over my lips and teeth is the drink of 
your spiced wine, the nectar of your pomegranates- and I, too, shall always fill 
you with love.  You are priceless to me, and I trust you.  I will be good to you all of 
my days.  You are blessed.  You excel all others who think they have done 
virtuously.  Cradled beside me, you protect my heart, and I will praise you 
because you fear the Lord, but never be afraid- I will do for you all that you 
require.  I will be for you all that you need, and my banner over you is love.  
                    My queen, I am rich in you.  You send light into my life as fair as the 
moon, and clear as the sun, and majestic as the stars in procession- and I love 
you.  I love you for who you are.  I will always cherish and adore you.  I will live 
with you in understanding and compassion, and I will care for you, so be secure 
in me.  We are one; you are my only one, and I am yours.  This is the Lord's doing 
and it's marvelous in our eyes, so let us rejoice together in Him and celebrate 
our love.  Let us join together always and delight ourselves forever.


Details | I do not know? | |

Sing a song

Sing a song. Sing it in the rain. Sing it loud and clear and dance it out into the entire world. That is your song; the song that keeps you going through the good times and the bad. It’s the song that makes everybody listen and smile happily, without a care in the world. It’s the song that makes the birds sing along as well, so sing it loud and sing it clear. Dance your melody clearly into this world.


Details | Rhyme | |

Fellowship Unforeseen

As my departure from everything I've so far known
grows nearer in my sight, as I prepare to embrace it,
the support from those both close and stranger
floors me; with such backing, surely I can face it.

Occasionally the tears come close to brimming,
as I truly realize what I've meant, to kith and kin;
goosebumps stand out when I sit and ponder
what I've done, how such love to earn and win.

To me, I've simply lived my life, for others and for me,
strove to meet my expectations and done what I chose.
Yet it appears, along the road, I've made some memories, friends,
that I hope to see countless times again, ere the story's close.

Honor, courage, commitment, semper fidelis -
for these I've signed on; the opportunity to serve,
to defend, for this I have asked and been given.
I entreat eternity for the fortitude, that chance to deserve.

If every soul, every story, every journey through life
has moments such as these, then it's worth every pain;
sorrow, while always tragic, lends itself to better appreciation
of the true magic the world can offer - the arcane mundane.

I will likely never be able to say
what these simple looks and words now mean;
I take comfort and emotion from their faith and feelings,
strength that I may truly become a Marine.

Fate sometimes casts us over the edge,
but there's always some path, however faint the chance,
to make your way back; often it's the hand of another.
If you take it, then forever onwards, with fellowship you dance.


Details | Free verse | |

MonEye

Mon(Eye)

They bless us with burdens
Feed the rich and thriving
Giving the poor scraps
In a land burning green

The trees dance in winds
Collapsed by the wealthy
Their leaves fall to the ground
We sing songs of sorrow

Those in power rejoice
Our failure- their success
We're in reality dreaming
They're dreaming in reality

The tough roads are cracked
The easy roads are whole
The hearts of many bleed
The heartless suck it all up

They feed their faces dollars
While we feed ourselves coins
Pure gold versus pure silver
We're in a doomed race

It's not an easy role to assume
We're background characters
Providing drama and humor
The world is slowly crashing

Oblivion is the answer to all
Anarchy shows a face of snakes
While we run around as headless chickens
Wishing we could find salvation

They call us all pessimists
While we starve ourselves for bread
The money towers are faltering
As the oppressed raise fists

Join a song with the pied piper
Follow the songs of the wronged
The unthinking majority we belong
Those who feed us lies should flee

The eyes we breed for money
The lies we sow for our greed
The capitalistic gain we never see
Trapped in a heartless gray sea

The time for anarchy is here
Our dance will ignite the core
Years of oppression burst
We revel in the flames of tyranny


Details | Free verse | |

Prom Night Encounter

As I dance my way around the room,
mingling freely here and there,
a stranger approaches as I say hello
to a friend nearby.
"Are you here with a date," she asks.
To which I reply that I'm not.
"Then dance with my friend!"
I think to myself, and say aloud,
"Sure, why not?"
And with nothing more than that
and an introduction,
the night begins.

We dance to the beat
of music I don't listen to,
we dance along using
moves I don't know,
and we dance in a place
where we can barely hear each other,
and yet, we dance on into this remarkable night,
flawlessly.

Curvaceous hips sway before me,
flowing in silk and shimmering in white.
A dazzling smile flashes across my view,
gorgeous and quick to show.
Shining brown eyes flutter and suck me in,
glittering at every meeting with mine.
Velvety arms draw me tighter to her,
beckoning me on in these heavenly revels.

My pulse quickens and draws to a halt,
time standing still for these glorious moments.
I wish it could just go on for good,
this night of mystical entrancement.
Alas, such is not to be,
and she prepares to vanish,
like a ghost that was never truly there.

I lean in close and say,
"Well. Even if you're about to leave,
I think you are quite lovely,
and I want to thank you
for a wonderful night."
She returns the sentiment,
and onward we dance, to song's end,
and to a reluctant parting.

As she turns away
with not a further word,
I stop her with a gentle tug of her hand,
and kiss it softly goodbye.
She graces me once more
with that eager, blessed smile,
and then is no more,
an ephemeral memory
forevermore.


Details | Free verse | |

The Ballerina

The Ballerina

A little girl no more than three or four
She spends her day listening to the music from her mother’s radio
She dances a beautiful dance for her age
Even the clopping of her feet is magical
Yet, she will not allow anyone to watch
Stopping the moment she feels eyes upon her
Years go by and the little girl never gives up her dancing
Schools and practice are a daily routine
The rest of her life is a mere dream own by her talent
Sore ankles, swollen knees and bloody toes are her curse
Yet, she never gives up the dance
She dances in untold choruses with a thousand other girls
An unknown she dances every night in one show and every day in another
Years of practice grow and strain in every muscle she uses
Audiences applaud every performance but it is not for her, never for her
Yet, she never gives up the dance
One night she is called to be the central character of the show
Her dance is flawless in its technique
As graceful as the swan she portrays she glides through every moment
This one night is the fulfillment of a life of dreaming and work
All the classes, the pain of strained muscles and the blood-filled shoes fade away
The audience…they are not there
She doesn’t care that no one knows her name
Fame is something she had not desired since she heard her mother’s radio
At that minute the music and the dance are the only things she knows
And all of her life has led to the moment
So many years of her life she strived for this
She still does it just for the dance


Details | Pantoum | |

Beltane Night (Pantoum)

We'll raise the flames of Beltane night,
in song and dance we'll celebrate,
espoused by fires in Pagan rite,
our god and goddess incarnate.

In song and dance we'll celebrate
among the flames of love's desire
our god and goddess incarnate,
my promise made beside the fire.

Among the flames of love's desire
a heart and soul have been declared
my promise made beside the fire,
and now my life with you is shared.

A heart and soul have been declared
to you my love, my Queen of May
and now my life with you is shared
as we unite upon this day.

To you my love, my Queen of May
espoused by fires in Pagan rite
as we unite upon this day,
we'll raise the flames of Beltane night.


Details | Free verse | |

Dancing to the Emotion

She glides across the stage,
thoughts concentrated.
Connected to her hands and feet,
loosening the body.
Her emotions flow easily,
unchallenged.
The slow, melodic notes in
her ears guide her,
like a master and his apprentice,
he takes her to unexplored realms.
She travels forward,
never looking to where she came,
yet her body always returns;
back on the stage.
The crackling, booming applause surrounds her,
reminding her of a fire;
She's dancing to it's flames,
breathing in the stale heat.
encouraging it to burn even brighter,
to light up the sky,
take the world with it;
Her movements are sharp,
as sweat starts to bead on her forehead.
The heated beats stop,
taking her back to the darkness of the theater.
The dim blue and red spotlights envelop her,
complimenting her tan, sequin dress.
She refuses to stop
as she turns to the next dance,
music following behind,
letting her take the attention
she deserves.
Now, she's in the mountains,
dancing in the rain,
thunder cracking above
as if a whip.
She jumps through the air,
touching lightning,
feeling its energy course through her.
Shes unrestricted,
unchained,
and free,
gliding on top the sky,
but only for the song.
Once again the song ends,
forcing her back to her
place of origin,
leaving her alone with the faint faces,
watching her,
smiling,
clapping,
praising her.
Shes baffled,
as she recalls the adventures made.
She never did anything
beyond losing herself to the music,
and let the true,
natural thoughts and emotions
of a carefree dancer
guide her.
She bows.


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Insanity is magic-love is khaoz-hate is music

INSANITY IS MAGIC LOVE IS KHAOZ AND HATE IS MUSIC



i love to dance for the one who knows me best is me
i love to be passionate on life about life because that is lacking
tell me that you feel differently 
do tell me what goes through your mind
insanity is magic because it is truth at its finest
yet those who are indifferent can not conform to diversity
making insanity some type of disease manifested by irresponsibility
when truth is that the best things were by accident by chance or plain out fate
love is khaoz because without it you would be a robot in a factory following commands
following not leading 
you would conform to roads laced with repetition... roads bleeding 
hate is music ... turn on your tellie your radio your internet
hate makes the world function or did you already forget
dance the controversy dance the gossip dance the worries away
stomp on indifference and make the world pay
simply by doing nothing but two step here and there
i am a feminist i am free
i am a poet the world will hear me
i want common sense to be practiced in the branches of law
i want common sense to be the foundation to everything without it everything will continue to 
fall
i love one with my heart but she runs from me
i want to explore the world for knowledge not for conspiracy
i am a wild card in a deck of conformity
i am a joker if you will 
i will play my way... no matter what your deal
insanity is a place i reside 
be it on land or in the air
love is what stirs my ambition 
because hate is so known
i carry it under my feet... as i stomp
and watch people just stare




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Flight

It’s morning
early on when
I begin to sparkle, 
dance, 
ignite.
I radiate,
burn bright,
reach high and grasp,
talk fast and loud,
create chaos,
risk all to
fly 
(flying is the best part).


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Illusions of Enharmony

I dance on illusion, getting caught up in the spin, the sad waltz, the happy waltz, the dance with foes, that "I" have made. Money makes me happy, or money makes me sin, it’s a tune that never ends, following the painted footsteps on the floor, when I was young. Now I must spin faster, keeping very still and quiet as I go. No more footsteps, no more dance halls, no more enharmonic trances played for me, steady now in deep devotion, resting in the One Reality.


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Forever-Part 2

Pacabells cannon starts to play. The gates open and everyone looks my way. Beautiful black and red roses line the red carpet that leads to you. You look amazing tonight too. I look at my white dress as I step into the setting sun. The light catches the black sparkles and roses on my dress and makes me look beautiful, makes me feel like one. A black rose on this beautiful LA sand. A black rose that belongs to a wonderful man. I slowly walk down the aisle. I walk up to you and I smile. There's black and red roses on the alter and I get up ther. I can smell their sweet fregrance in the warm evening air. The paster starts as I look at you. You say you vouls and I say mine too. You say "I do," and I do the same too. You slip yet another beautiful ring on my finger and kiss me so sweetly. We hold hands and walk back down the beautiful rose lined aisle.

 

We walk to the peir where there are beautiful lights hung up everywhere. I spin to look at the beauty and you lean in close to me and say, "wait here." You walk up to the DJ and request and smile as a familure tune comes on. I continue to smile and I take your hand. you walk me back out onto the beautiful sand.  "Our first dance," you say. My smile gets bigger when I here Amazed starts to play. You pull me closer to you as we start to move from side to side. My nourvousness is hard to hide. "You okay beautiful?" you ask softly as you gently run your hand through my hair. "Yeah baby, I'm fine," I say as I see people gather around and stare. We dance and we sway sweetly and quietly. We kiss and dance slowly. We kiss again and you start to sing along with the song. I've been waiting for this day, I've been waiting so long.

 

We'r walking on the beach again. hand in hand. you still in your tux, I'm still in my dress. This is our future. Together. Forever. The setting sun catches my ring. It shines brightly. "I love you," I say and we kiss again. "I love you too," you say and gently pick me up.

You carry me back up to the house. You carry me up sairs and lay me on our bed. You lay beside me and gently kiss my head.

We lay there and talk for hours and hours. We smile and laughas our future stretches on in front of us.


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Rose Flower

You dance in colours
Your dance is the dance of nature
Your beauty is like converging wings in contours
And succulent nectar you slowly nurture.

The bees come
Humming their persistent greeting
The butterflies come
Converging in sucking meeting –
Like young lovers
Into your secret bed their fangs nuzzle
Yet these lovers
Because of your nature did puzzle.

Gentle rose
Why did mighty nature
Hold you up to ridicule?
Blooming rose
Why did brave nature 
Create your riddle?
That when beauty is the ripest
Then becomes beauty the saddest!
That when life is the sweetest
Then becomes life the shortest!


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Vasava - An Untold Story 10/Many

Vasava – An untold story                                                               10/Many


Curtains made of Silk with gold thread embroidery  
Were hanging on all the doors and windows of the auditorium
Big silk curtains, were hanging behind the dance stage
Shining and blinking,  because of gold and silver on them, 
Were brightening the dance stage, making it bright like a day

Beautiful Persian carpets were displayed 
Covering the entire auditorium, where the guests were sitting
A thin such carpet was also lying, all around the stage
Leaving the dance floor, which was made of Mahogany wood 
On which, Vasava was sitting to start her first Raga of the day

All the eyes were drinking the nectar like wine of Vasava
So lovely were her looks and so intoxicating was her youth
The beauty of her spotless body, was spreading its charms
Which was coming out, from every part of her body, specially 
The matchless beauty of her eyes, legs, waist, hands and bosoms

King Suyodhan was invited on the stage to declare the Utsava to begin
And then appeared the attraction of the Utsava or the day, Vasava
The drums and musical instruments began to flow their sounds
The team of musicians accompanying Vasava, took seat near her
Suddenly all became speechless, so that they may not miss a word of her singing

Vasava’s face appears to have taken, the beauty from full Moon glow
And the gold Noopur* which she wearing in her feet’s
Were ringing, on her leg’s movements, creating a melody on its own, 
Her recitation of Saraswati’s* prayer had already enthralled everyone
And now she was about to begin, her first performance of the day

 
Ravindra						to continue in 11

Kanpur India   21st March 2010

Copy writes protection as per Poetry Soup automatic Copy write provisions also.


* Gold Noopur		Noorpur means small bells, which dancers wear while 
                                                performing the dances in Indian. The Noopur which 
                                                Vasava was wearing were made of Gold. It creates a 
                                                sound on the movements of legs. Normally it is made
                                                of brass and many such are tied up in a cloth belt.

 * Noopur                                  A  hallow anklet containing tiny bells


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EDEN

Dedicate thy life to me, mine given unto thou

Fragrant is the fruit of love, from Eden's laden bough

Into the garden entered we, one man, one woman unite

The serpent tempting apple red, that she may take a bite

Dedicate thy life to me, mine given unto thou

Fragrant is the fruit of love, from Eden's laden bough

Decline the call from silver tongues, of promises made of lies

Keep unto truth our garden green, with innocent hazel eyes

Dedicate thy life to me, mine given unto thou

Fragrant is the fruit of love, from Eden's laden bough

Take this breath I offer you, the breeze of love to know

And I shall stay beside you child, as we dance cheek to cheek real slow

Fragrant is the fruit of love, from Eden's laden bough

Dedicate thy life to me, mine given unto thou

The serpent tempting apple red, that she may take a bite

Into the garden entered we, one man, one woman unite

Keep unto truth our garden green, with innocent hazel eyes

Decline the call from silver tongues, of promises made of lies

And I shall stay beside you child, as we dance cheek to cheek real slow

Take this breath I offer you, the breeze of love to know

Fragrant is the fruit of love, mine given unto thou

Dedicate thy life to me, from Eden's laden bough


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To God Be The Glory!

The other day I heard a voice. 
   Saying life is altered by a single choice
Be careful what you do or say 
    Think twice before you ask and pray
Life is lived day by day
     Think twice before you choose your way
We had little control of where we started
      With even less control from where we departed 
But we can more control the final end
       By choosing carefully our enmies and friends
We dance the dance we choose to dance
       Then we leave life to chance
Instead of living the life we chose to live
       We do exactly what others did
And then gets mad when God chooses not to forgive
        Who are we to know not, yet not know anything that is 
Afterward we get mad because it affected the kids
         You should of thought the thought
Before you thought to think
          the life you bought
You should of checked your wallet first
           Before you were shown the total cost
You should've been smart enough to put some back
           Before you found yourself running backwards down life's train tracks 
But instead you held your head high and out your chest
            you claimed your life was yours even til death
You friends tried to change you with their every breath
             But you dance the dance you chose to dance
And you rather leave life to mere chance.
              You was a now it all, yet you did not know it all
You were a warrior but never scared to fall
               You had two phones but never answered the right call
You always knew the right words to say
                 Yet you still went the other way
You knew how to talk and pray
                Yet you still lived life day by day
You knew life was more work then play
                 Yet you always knew it would be okay
How did you have such security
                In a world filled with lies and insecurities
How did you remain so strong 
                In a world filled with less rights then wrongs
How did you continue to fight
                When the society's wrongs out numbered your God given rights
How did your life shine so bright
                 When darkness smothered all of your light
Who gave you your strength when you needed it the most
                  That even to this day you still continue to boast
There has to be more to your story
                    But let you tell it 
To God be the glory!


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Hold Me Tight

Hold me tight
I want it to last
Hold me close
I want you to be fast

The music is pumping my ears
With it's swirl of thrumming and beats, pitches and yells, and highs and lows
It's just you and me, and a few thousand people, but other than that no one knows

That your hand is on my waist
Holding me tight
That I'm savoring your taste
Because I want you to last
But I like things to go fast

The lights are reflected in my eyes
You move your body into mine
I dance away, I dance back, I dance away, I dance back
There is no death, no life, no time
I dance away, you bring me back, you dance away, you can't help but come back
I am the pendulum
You are my base
I am the wind
You are the space

It's as if my blood is getting ready to race
It's preparing itself
It always wins
You gaze and smile, your whole story formulating on your face

But I'm not that simple
I reflect others, not myself
But at the moment, I feel high off of happiness

So hold me tight
Don't let me fall
Hold me close, I'll be your shining light
I want us to last
But I like to move fast
So, the least you can do is take my hand


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Hay Meadow Creek

The Hay Meadow Creek divides my Parent's land
Its waters run clear and true
It then flows into the Prairie
Along untended Lincoln County lands.

The Prairie is a little wider
A little deeper too
Its banks are a little more traveled
By seasoned anglers through and through.

I like to hang my head
over the Hay Meadow Bridge
I like to watch the clouds sail overhead
Reflected in the creek's moving pools, over branches left long dead.

The bridge has been there my entire life
Just down the hill and around the corner
A place for quiet solitude
A place to reflect on my sheltered life's wonder.

I like to watch the dragonflies
Dance along its tangled banks
On magical summer fairy wings
while June Bugs and Bullfrogs like to sing.

They dance and hover along the banks
The banks that are their borders
The shores of their horizons
Now that I am in my later years
I miss these absentminded visions.

I can see the brown trout swimming
from my elevated place in Heaven
I can see some rainbows also
From my seated place of speculation.

I can see their shaded outlines in the deeper pools
Colored copper by the iron in the creek bottom's residues
Along with all of the granite here
Its a gold mine of rocks and pebbles.

I can see their shadowy figures dance and sway
There are no anglers casting today
And so their lives will be spared until another day
When hooked and caught, they will be carried away.

To where they will be someone's breakfast or lunch or dinner
But not today, they are safe as I gaze upon them today
There are no anglers in sight
The Farmers Almanac predicted not
Not until theMonth's next Fortnight. 

The Creek bends slightly before it arrives here at the Bridge
There is a rapids flowing, a rapids of water meeting ridge
I can hear its music played aloud
Between the rocks and boulders a tune.

A song whose voice changes very little during the day
Only when the Spring and Summer rains come along
Or when the Winter's temperature turns all movement into solid ice
Ans then silence becomes the norm.

But for the today
I can watch the Browns and Rainbows dance and sway
There are no anglers wading about
To cast their lines across the shadows here.

Their lives are safe, My memories are dear
I will hold them close in my older years
Of the days of watching the Haymeadow Creek
Lying on the Bridge that I held so dear.

(January 5, 2011  Wausau, Wisconsin)

(c) Copyright 2011 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved,


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MoonBee's Madrigal

Oh... Oh... Come Into The Moon Light …
        And Dance With Me Tonight
I’ve Pink Champagne, Lit FirePlace Flame 
        And The Stars Are Twinkling Bright
I’ve Put On Your Favorite Dinner and Rose Dress
        For Your Delight
Ooooh, Come Into The Moon Light …
        And Dance With Me Tonight

Heeeey, Honey, What Happened To The Lights?
        You Paid The Bill … Alright?
Bring Me A Beer and That Remote Here
        The Cowboys Play Tonight !
Why’s The Table Set… We Got Guests?
         Is That Dress A Little Tight? ……
              * *///// # # ////\\
I Don’t Know Sam… She Just Picked A Fight !
Hauled-Off and Hit Me… With All… Her… MoonBee…  M i g h t  !


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Clubbin'

The bass is pounding in my chest,
the lights spin in my eyes,
if someone says this E's no good,
that mother ______ lies.

The hairs on my arms stand up,
when you touch me girl I swear.
Your dancing makes me hot,
I'm trying not to stare.

The tune is getting in my head.
If I stop I'll miss the beat.
I can't believe what time it is.
I'm still standing on my feet.

I pop another E pill yeah!
I tally up the score.
We'll dance till dawn, and on still yet,
till we can't dance anymore.

When daylight comes we'll leave the club,
with hands shielding our eyes.
If someone says this E's no good,
that mother______ lies.

Where's the car I can't recall.
I thought I left it here.
Look over at those dudes,
the one in blue is queer.

Finally, I find my ride.
Relieved, I breathe a sigh.
If someone says this E's no good,
that mother______ lies.

Home again 9:00 in the morn.
I try to get some sleep.
I'm crying like a new born.
The price I'll pay is steep.

I know I'll never go to work.
I'll get fired like before.
Oh well, I'll get another gig,
then go out again once more.


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Walking the highwire



Highwire dancer in cautions step
sets out to brave her highest ascent
No net to break a possible fall
Too far to see the journey's end 
she begs for courage to risk it all
and choose the path which fate has lent

All her life on the tightrope spent
with each false move her balance kept
No circus stage or crowd to cheer
applause forsaken for doubtful stares
so few and far in between 
are the high wires that lead to dreams

Once across there's no way back
some choices made are meant to last
But oh the raw and biting fear
to walk the wire through mist of tears
If only she had wings to fly
see the picture on the other side

Will passion reign a burning flame
or safe alone with peace to claim
When standing at the wires edge
one foot fearfully leaves the ledge
In hopes the choice will see her through
and live the life she wanted to

Steady now thy heart that pounds
looking forward never down
clear the clutter clutching heart
yesterday's gone, future's now

And so in grace she leaps then lands
to find her fear at once disband
as if that leap had been the key
to the passion she couldn't receive 

There it was across the wire
fearful valley traveled through
all the passion she desired
born from trust they grew she knew

She remembers all from the platform stood
and all she left behind
to seek the dream of dreams come true
though broken, confused and blind

Of those she loved but couldn't choose
their bonds she couldn't unchain
who wish for her to fill their shoes
and walk the miles of pain

Yet if she could make them know
her heart meant no "cruel intent"
she simply choose the likely road
to a life she'd not repent

Her life has been a circus of sorts
she's been the ring master and clown
the show on her shoulders and smiles by force
fearing the high wire would tumble to the ground

So if you see the dancer smile
her fearful heart at peace
because she left the life of wires
happy in the life she needs

Maybe you could find a way
not to blame her for the cost
on the chance you took to love her best
she held no gift savant

She will never forget and forever remember
the loves that led to this
happiness she prayed for years would come
and without them would have missed

For they helped her to define her need
shine bright what mattered most
she took her chances too, fatigued
the pain which that evoked

Still better to have loved and lost
Then never known at all
a love so deep in spite of cost
leaving memories worthy of the fall







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Dance with me

Dance with me, across the dance floor.
Make me flow with you in your arms,
Let me feel the air whirling around us.
Let it feel as if we are flying.

Lets tango, and dance like we never danced before.
Spin me around to the music.
Let me look into your eyes.
Let me lead you and show you the way.

Yes, Stay close to me and you will learn
something you can love with your life.
Move your body with mine,
and feel as if we can conquer the world.

Just dance with me
because your worth it. 


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Me and Mine

My heart is love,
 As hopeful as the white wings of a dove.
 I hold out my hand, ever satisfied with just enough.
 Caring and wise, strong and unified
 With each and every heart, each and every friend
 I take their heart in mine
 And love them for all time.

 My soul is music
 Watch me dance.
 I hear the rain drops fall.
 I hear the leaves in the wind prance.
 Each moment a song,
 Each minute a symphony,
 Each glorious sound lasting an eternity.

 My body is time.
 Always showing where I've been,
 How old I am
 Be it wrinkles or the youthfully smooth skin.
 How easily changeable is the thing I live in
 I treasure it, lest it come to fail me at the end.

 My mind is mine
 To think what I will.
 My own to remember the memories where time itself stood still.
 My consciousness was hard won.
 All patience to influence is gone.
 I will think how I want, and maybe my idea's will live forever on.

 My heart is love.
 My soul is music.
 My body is time.
 My mind is mine.
 All of these things, I find them divine.
 They are who I am,
 They are what makes me me.
 And, to be honest, I think I can live with that quite happily.


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Unbound, Certain, and True

As we weave our dance today some time slips into being what is before us in this glorious dance I love so as tears fill my eyes with your joy and recognition focused in perfection before me where I can breath them into life life that we share as one separate but never far apart in a life that I love like water drinking your skin with my eyes as you sail through canyons of uncertainty as if tomorrow could die and you'd be happy just as you are today knowing your heart is not some moment's creation but eternally woven into being by the very footsteps you are taking now and have take since before you knew you walk alone together with me as if we recognized some purpose dreaming we may touch in order that we do knowing the day will come when this beauty will abound larger long enough to light a fire in the heart of a new traveler who lay sleeping silent there in the distant corner of your imagination until our love gives life again in a relay race without winner and our kiss seals their fate to become their own keeper and continue our flame as if they held us as they do just as surely as we hold them unbound certain and true


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MUSIC TO DANCE TO

The rain falls gently against my skin
Releasing the whispers in each gust of wind 
Picks me up than gently puts me down
Playing its music so i may dance around
 Sharing its beat with every breath i take in 
Changing its direction as i dance and spin
The rain drops now fade away 
Through the willow branches the sun shines my way 
The winds gusts halt's to a low 
Now a slow song is played as i dance to and fro


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Elements of my Sympathy

Emotionally, I died a long time ago
on the day the rainbow had faded,
the color at the blue sky.
And the heaven has to cry
a liter of my tears,
Since then, I am half alive.

My heart has forgotten on how to beat.
And now my heart is empty
Suddenly, I’ve forgotten the dance of life
I was never realized, the smile has vanished
Along with the river that never ends.

I don’t know where the flowers grow
their beauty that gave its meaning 
of love, and of kindness in every one’s heart.
Once I was been a butterfly spread my wings,
and dance to the fragrance of their beauty.
Swaying together on the echo of my heart.

But somehow, I forgot how the music plays,
I don’t even see the green leaves
That giving its hope for wounded hearts.
To believe in dreams that happened around
To believe on the magic of sunrise that it brings.

I envy the rain that falls on the ground 
In every drop to water the thirsty grass land
To bath the burdens of life and washes the tears.
I tried to embrace the morning sunlight
To smell the freshness of morning sweet,
And my soul be blessed with a happy spirit

I inhale the breeze that flew through my soul
And let them blown all the pain and sorrow
As free as the river that flows on stream
Soon it will glide on the ocean of oasis
And let the hope of love bloom.


Written By : Cheryl Aldea
Date    :  December 30, 2011
Copyright @ 2011.
All rights reserve


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FUN

Jump.

Slide.

Now dance till you can not dance anymore.



You deserve to have a litttle break every so often.

Enjoy life and laugh and smile.

Go have some fun and be happy.

Break out of his capture and go get your prize of fun.



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Chance Meeting

Memory of the dance we shared,
beneath the stars and the moon…

Never say goodbye, for we can
dance all night…

Could this have been Kismet?
Our meeting like this?

Holding so tight when we danced
made me feel all right…

I don’t usually go to dances or parties,
but I am glad I did this time or we
would have never danced…

Saying goodbye after a wonderfully,
marvelous evening of dancing is hard
for I never want to say good-bye…

I could have missed the dance and
the chance meeting but I am glad
I had changed my mind for
I was able to met you…

Hey who's to say I might not have
chanced it all, then would we have
met so place else?

By Sandra Lea Hoban
©2012


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Soft illuminated light dark fretwork

Farm in view with a field full of cows
Golden mist of grass on the ground
Afternoon light.Colors change +glow
Just for a few minutes then darkness
The night was silent.Courtiers enjoin
Banquet hall lit bright with candlelight
Soft glow shines through the  fretwork
Rich golden liquid  Midsummer revelry
Ruby ripe pomegranate and rose petals
Beautifully  carved  gold goddess  statue
Hair decorated  with flowers  and ribbons
Minstrels play dance melody in  the gallery
Develish dancer natural grace delicate face
Click  of  metal  heels on the parquetry  floor
Sequinned dress spun centre of dance floor
Nursing pretty delicate wide glassed cocktail
Sweet scented oils delicate fragrance  at door
Warm play of breeze on  pearled  slender neck
Posies  white    moonflowers  catch  her  breath
Strawberries fermented honey scent of jasmine
Wreath of  flowers whole  grove of  long willows
Long  leafed tendrils flowing gently in the wind
Tiny pink roses lavender and hemmed lovage
Night air smells of wood smoke + blossoms


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A Love So Tragic

(pt 1) 
We seem so indifferent
Like we just don't feel
We've got cuts on our hearts
That will never heal
Beautiful as a train wreck
In that confusing way
Stuck in reverse
Living on yesterdays
We fall into the darkness
And drown in the sea
No love has ever been so tragic
As the love between you and me

(pt 2) 
Your gorgeous as you always are
So beautiful no one could believe
That you could find such beauty
In someone like me
But we paint a pretty picture
We make it look so nice
With hearts hard as stone
And eyes carved from ice
Seperated only by distance
Our beauty envied by the stars
Our story so original
The tragedy of what we are

(pt 3) 
Pick me up and carry me
Through our sweet abyss
Shroud me in your fantasy
Its not like I'll be missed
Give me all your heart
Your perfect in my imperfections
Look in the mirror and see it
That beautiful reflection
So we'll dance our way to freedom
We'll dance until we die
Forever framed in beauty
The tragedy of you and I


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Ballroom Delights

Ballroom Delights

Bright and colorful like a rainbow in blue sky,
spacious space for special souls and selected 
sounds and songs of summer nights.
Glorious room packed with excitement
and sizzling souls eager to ride the wave of 
dance music in heart of the night. 
Expected and planned nights of dates 
and lovers in their best dresses and behaviors.
Moment and time of ballroom dancers parade 
themselves with pride and style like African 
ostrich in heat.

We visualize and socialize with acquaintances 
and friends to feed the night.
We sip fine wine, best champagnes and 
finest liquor with smile and best of laughs in 
celebration of life.
Life changes quality and colors depending on 
company we keep.
You are my dream delight and I want to say it 
loud and clear.  

You are the star of the night and the prettiest 
girl and the envy of all.
Like a shining star, you high light the king in me. 
Whenever you stepped on dance floor, smiles 
of admirers changes the colors of the room.
Your unique and captivating dancing steps have 
always been to die for.
Your graceful and angelic moves and steps to 
the tantalizing rhythm and melodies of the night 
is an unforgettable delight  

here comes my ballroom delight 


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To Live And Die As A Winter's Spring

She was a Sumptuous Blossom...
That was born out of a Winter's Spring
Her face was framed by Glorious Red
Her eyes were the Bluest Diamonds
That the World had ever seen.

She was born with an innate Attitude
That life was created just for Her
That the Stars and the Moon and the Sun above
Existed to please Her and only Her.

She raced through life without a care
The winds of change were contained within
She relished every moment
Every breath that she'd take in.
She always knew that it could be her last
It could be the day she'd meet her end.

She came into this life with nothing
She knew that she'd leave it with nothing too
All that would be left of her would be Dust and Earth
Only the eternal Winds of Change
Would sing her Life's forgotten tune.

Nothing in life was ever to fast for her
Nothing ever skipped her mind
All she lived for were her Memories
of all Faces of the Loves she'd left behind.

She had never wanted to be the one
To have to stay in one safe place
She wanted to live on a precipice
She wanted to free fall into space.

She wanted to dance to the Inner Music
Of her own sacred heart's tune
She wanted to match her heartbeats
To the Seasonal drums
Of the eternal Sun and Moon.

She had a thirst for knowledge
And for art and beauty too
She loved the wisdom of the ancient Greeks
She lived according to their truths.

She could always see the meanings
Behind the Wheres and Whys and Whens
She possessed an intuition
A particular type of Zen.

She never ever let people see
What was behind the Diamonds of her eyes
She always felt it better that way
Rather to keep truths hidden away
Than to have to explain with a bunch of lies.

She always knew she'd die alone
She always knew that was a given
She wasn't that religious
She didn't really believe in heaven.

She believed that she would just move on
That she'd move on from place to place
That there was nothing ever Sacred
Nothing holding her in Time or Space.

She'd climb upon a White Horse
And Chase the Shooting Stars
She'd fly among the Meteor Showers
She'd dance upon the Moon
She'd travel here, She'd travel there
Eternity would never come to soon.

She'd be the One to challenge the Night
To shine as the Brighest Star
She'd be the One that you always look to see
The One that looked close but was always far.

(December 28, 2010 Wausau, Wisconsin)

(c) Copyright 2010 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved, 


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Starbeams Dance

Starbeams glow in the sand
hope lives eternal in heart of man
Life dies in nearby waters
as fish fight for sight
of the rising moon
Lovers stroll beneath our sky
innocence gone far too soon
As glory burst forth singing yet another tune  Robert L.


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Vasava - An Untold Story 6/Many

Vasava – An untold story                                                                         6/Many 

The Victory Day Celebrations

After bowing before the statues
Of her favorite Goddess Saraswati* and of Lord Rama*
She with her musicians started her singing and dancing,
And kept on doing so, till the Sun rays gently kissed her face 
In the early morning hours of the next day

But on the day of Utsava, Vasava wanted to give 
The best of her before the guest King Udayan of Ujjain*
Who was visiting the kingdom of Magadh, 
On the special invitation of his King friend Suyodhan

The beautiful Court of King Suyodhan, 
Was glittering with lights shining in every corner and rows
The stage was ready to hear and to feel the touch 
Of the melodies and dance performance of the beauty Vasava

Guests both wealthiest and the general, 
Invited by the King of Magadh had come well in time 
On this splendid yearly occasion which always lingers
In the memories of its spectators, 
Through out the entire year

While seeing her performances, the rich used to throw lavishly
On their dream queen Vasava, 
Valuables and most precious gifts of gems and jewelries,
While watching their favorite Vasava or
Hearing her singing melodies, which used to thrills their hearts

Rest of the Year Vasava used to perform, 
Her dances and melodies only at her own Palatial place
Without distinguishing between the rich or the poor 
As many of her favorite artist were those 
Who were musicians, singers, writers, poet or dance lovers

Even King Suyodhan became a praiser of her unique character
Though in the beginning he too wanted to enjoy
The charms of her matchless youth, her teen age
And the wine of her intoxicating beauty, but coming close
To Vasava, he realized that she can not be persuaded for lust



Ravindra                                                                              to continue in 7


Kanpur  India   12h March 2010

* Raga.                    Raga refers to melodic modes used in Indian classical music. In the 
Indian musical tradition, Ragas are associated with moods of the day & with seasons. Indian 
classical music is always set in Raga 

•	Goddess Saraswati*           Saraswati is the Goddess of leaming, knowledge, and 
wisdom. The Sanskrit word sara means "essence" and swa means "self." Thus Saraswati 
means "the essence of the self.
•	Lord Rama*		      Lord Rama is one of the most commonly 
adored gods of Hindus and is known as an ideal man and hero of the epic Ramayana


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As We Dance

You know you leave me breathless, as I look into your eyes.
You know you leave me restless, under the night skies.
Run away with me, take my hand and have my heart.
Now you'll see, our lives will start.
I will sweep you, off of your feet.
The night is far from through, as our gazes meet.
When we stop our dancin, the sun will rise.
I know I have a chance, as you look into my eyes.
A simple kiss, will take us above.
We can't break this, as we forever love.
I'll make your dreams, true 'til the end.
As the night sky gleams, we dance on the wind.
I can't let fear, get the best of me.
You voiceless words I hear, in our love story.
I know you're nervous, but so am I.
No one can hurt us, as we pass them by.
All night long, we'll dance and sing.
Take my hand and come along, only love you need bring.
Forget your care, for tonight we'll endlessly love.
Such passion we share, in the tale you dreamnt of.
Love can be such, a beautiful hell.
Feel my touch, and this night will end well.
We dance past our scars, past all thats painful.
You own the stars, my beautiful angel.
Let go of your ache, and let me lead the way.
I can't be awake, for it's next to heaven I lay.
My sweet princess, we'll be together tonight.
Heartbreak so senseless, we'll be alright.
It's time to celebrate, let go of the lies.
I asphyxiate, everytime I look into your eyes.
The stars shine for us, as we run so far away.
We'll forget the fuss, for sorrow's held at bay.
Misery no longer exist, since the first time we kissed.


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Dance Blackman Dance!

Dance Blackmen Dance!
     They screamed and yelled

Dance Blackmen Dance!
      Or quickly will you see hell

If you don't act like you know
       and put on a show
Then you have sealed your fate
        and to hell you go
You will dance how I'll make you
         Talk how I want you too
         Do as I make you do
With no backtalking and extra lip
          For I am the master of this ship
You are my puppet and I am your master
           I am your father and you are my bastard
I'll make you understand
       Lil boy I'm a man
If you don't cooperate I'll cut off both of your hands
        Then you legs so you can't stand

Dance Blackman Dance!
         You blackmen act as if you're bigger than life
          You blackmen act as if you're worth more than white
           You blackmen act as if you can do anything right
            You blackmen can't read nor write

Don't get mad at me for what I say
            God only listens to white when they pray
            I'll teach you 2day 
            White supremency all the way

Now Dance Blackmen Dance!
            I see you want to do things your way
            I'll make sure you obey
            My show will go on with or without blacks
            Because there is no show with no monkies to act
            So I will continue to sell these lies as facts
             To help keep these blackmen unfocus and off track
              And to keep one less whiteman off my back
You fail to realize
               I'm only black on the outside
               But these eyes of mine only only see white
               So even if its wrong I see it right
               So even if it's dark I see it light

Now Dance Blackmen Dance!


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Dance of the Dead

It's been so long 
Since I saw the light
I heard that song
Once, when I was a child
The melody of the martyrs
You said.
The dance of the dead.

Now, I've been so far away
The light has scarcely hit my eyes
But I heard your voice today
And I'm waiting
For the heart in me to die
Then

I will dance eternity in your arms
I will sing your name to the world
In wonder I will succomb to your childlike charms
You are my God
And today, I am your child

In the distance I see
Stars lighting the dark
Pointing the way to the King
Your face captivates my mind
(beat beat)
My heart picks up the pace
Your knocking, I'm coming
Please, dont leave me to myself.

I brought my brokenness
And laid it at your feet
Now I stand Beautiful
In the midst of a broken world
My heart is the drum
But you are the beat
You are the music playing over in my head
And I am always yours 
Dancing the dance of the dead.


Details | I do not know? | |

Move Ya Body

I hit the dance floor looking for a chick that knows how to dance though.
Can shake it to the Lil Jon gone off a lil don but still can dance slow.
Move her hips to the beat, lips real sweet, watching them low rise thighs 
hypnotize’n C.
Dip’n it low to the floor entice’n me.
Cutie wit the bootie, a knock out like Tyson hit me.
We dance’n till the song change, I saw the draws on this tall dame, chameleon thong 
and her bra change.
She whispered in my ear, listen real clear I came wit my girls I’m tryin to get 
outta here.
I said that’s cool and I here you loud and clear, you real foxy brown like Ms. Pam 
Grier.
She said that she’ll top me down, let me dock my boat in her pier.
She moves her body well; Man, me and the mourning gotta to see her.
Victim of her love spell, telling me Vicky’s secret that she holds so dear.
She got me hype like right boo let’s leave the club.
She like alright might have to show you was up.
I told her I aint a man of words but I’m bout a lot of action.
Told me to be a man of my word and she hopes that I’m packin
I showed her my size 14, and she said whus crackin
She grabbed my package, jumped back and said lets make it happen


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Vasava An untold Story 4/Many

Vasava
An untold story 						Part 04/Many

VASAVA’S TEMPLE OF ART PALACE

Rulers and the most renowned riches of Patilputra 
And of the kingdom of Magadh,
Use to visit her Palace to see her splendid,
Daily dance and songs performances
While watching her splendid dance forms 
And listening her enchanting songs
They use to offer even their most precious
Money and wealth to get a glance of her

Vasava’s dwelling place was bigger than the, 
Many palatial monuments of Patilputra
Built by the master craftsmen and artisans of that era, 
For everyone’s heart beloved Vasava
Its beautiful building, long corridors and Gardens,
Filled with seasonal flowers, 
Were the best example of art and beauty, 
Displayed on grounds, walls, and high roofs 
And on the floors of her Palace 

What a splendid opportunity it was for the maker 
Of that beautiful Palatial building
To make a gorgeous place of living for the beauty queen 
Of everyone’s heart of that era
As if the Goddess of beauty had asked them,
To make a dwelling Palace for herself
Were the excellence of art and music had come alive 
To portray beauty in poetic forms & shapes

The Palace of Vasava with its gardens, 
Round dance auditorium and with sitting stairs,
Was more than a place of beauty to be watched 
It had a magical alluring attraction,
Because of its round dance stage and round sitting arrangements 
On cushioned circled stairs
To watch Vasava’s yearly performances and
Hearing her melodies floating all round in the air

Many rulers, artists, poets, actors and musicians 
From all over the world of that era
Use to come to live freely in her palatial guest house, 
To show Vasava their wonderful performances
And after judging their different dance and music forms 
Vasava used to honor and help them 
With lofty gifts, money and applauses, 
To cheer up their arts and to encourage them all  


Ravindra                                                                              to be continued in 5


Kanpur  India   7th March 2010

*   Patilputra    .  The old name of Patna - a city of India in Bihar state
                            Patilputra was one the most ancient city of ancient 
                            India situated near river Ganges.

*   Magadh          The Kingdom of Magadh was located in the current
                            State of Bihar and other adjoining states of India.


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One Last Dance

wrapped tightly in your memory 
images softly caressing my mind
gliding to strains of the past 
on limbs that remember achingly your touch 
the essence of you imprinted on lips and loins 
lost now in this last dance 

sadness drumming a remorseful beat 
the dying notes of love fading away 
leaving emptiness to be held in arms singing softly its need 
to return once more to your sanctuary 
your body a road I travelled well
now washed away into flooding memories

my mind returns to yet another dance
our first, so different then 
held excitedly with vibrant anticipation 
of lips that strained with carnal urges 
as our bodies entwined in a single melody
that built to such a crescendo, a symphony of emotion 

yearning to recapture the passion 
leaning towards the music of your body 
its rhythmic movement, familiar and calming 
I am lost in the beating of your heart
as this dance stirs to its final chorus
my falling tears the last step in our duet 





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Vasava An untold Story 3/Many

Vasava
An untold story 						Part 03/Many


Description of the Vasava's Amazing Beauty - continues


Glimpse and shine of her thrilling bosoms, 
Coming during her dance forms 
Were revealing the beauty coming out 
From the thinness of her beautiful tops
Her steps were adding more beauty 
To her ever ravishing sprouting youth
Intoxicating the spectators to get lost, 
For ever in that lustrous wine of her beauty

The twisting and movements, 
Of her beautifully stretched arms
Were thrilling everyone on each steps, 
She was taking in her dance
With each new step of dance, 
She was taking out her spectator’s heart
And her songs were enchanting them, 
Only to completely get lost

On her strong and beautifully shaped 
Slender and pinkish legs
Her thin and delicate waist was thrilling 
In joy, with joyous mirth of her youth
Her body’s movements were so free 
And stress free, like an elastic
To form the enchanting dance poses, 
She could have bend her body to any extent

When Vasava used to perform her dances 
On the splendid wooden dancing floor
Her face began to glow in joy, 
Like golden rays spreads around the beautiful Sun
And watching the shine of her lovely and 
Ever glittering and shining face, 
Even the Sun found it better to hide behind
The clouds or to glow low

Such was the exuberating beauty and charms 
Of the wonder dancer Vasava
Who was the inhabitant of world’s most ancient 
Palatial city of Patilputra*
The beautiful Vasava of the era of Buddha 
Was the court dancer of the Kind of Magadh*
She was the most prestigious dweller
In the heart and minds of the people of Patilputra




Ravindra                                                     to continue in 4                

Kanpur India   3rd March 2010                                      

References

*   Patilputra    .  The old name of Patna - a city of India in Bihar state
                            Patilputra was one the most ancient city of ancient 
                            India situated near river Ganges.

*   Magadh          The Kingdom of Magadh was located current Bihar 
                            And other adjoining states of India.






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The Dancing Girl

Grossed in her worry sorry situation.
Not letting her man worry.
She heard life is a dance.
She dance her life out.

Easy worry, she gets worried.
She danced as fast as she can.
To live the rest to live. 
When she danced, the world stood still.

The world saw a restless dancer.
The world saw a woman who never gives up.
The ‘dancermenia’, the dance maestro. 
She danced and danced and danced.


The Dancing Girl,
dancing with shields of hope.
Dancing to win the crowd.
She danced to kill her worry.

She danced her sorrows out.
She danced her worries out.
She got her freedom in dance. 
She got her wisdom while dancing. 

She danced in her happiness.
She danced in her joy.
She danced in her blessing.
And got all she desires.


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The Field

A wind blows softly caressing a field, Delicate, yielding waves of wheat Surrender to the direction the wind moves. With each passing breeze They move in grace and unity, This spectacular dance of nature. Illumination glistens from their heads What beauty shows in their harmony, As if a song is being sung. Not even the thistles standing tall & erect As if pride keeps them from bending, Disrupts the dance that fills the field. For in each passing breeze Is their calling to dance & sway, In humble obedience to the wind. The sun warms them, clouds shade them And nourishes them with gentle mists of rain, To reward them for their diligence.


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Failure To Comply!

Who are you 2 challenge the system?
     With your hopeful thinking and wishful wishing.
You must not know who we represent!
      It doesn't matter if you were heaven sent.
This is our world and our life!
       Where everything wrong is considered right.
Where everything right is considered wrong.
        We dance to the rythm of our own songs.

We dance the dance we choose 2 dance!
         If you fail comply, you're taking a chance.

With not only your life you choose to live,
          but the lives of your family and kids.
Who are you to challenge me?
           With your pointless views and thoughts of conspiracy!
You must not know what powers I have.
            It doesn't matter who's your dad.
This is our world our way of living!
             Where everyone hold grudges and no one likes forgiving!
Where people hold on to all the negative in the past.
               Where people frown, gets upset, and cry more than they laugh!

We dance the dance we choose 2 dance!
                If you fail to comply, you're taking a chance.

Who are you to challenge life?
                 With mere thoughts and poetry words you choose to write.
You must not know what I can do!
                  It doesn't matter  who sent you!
This is my "perfect" society, I've taken so long to create.
                   Where promises are meant to be broken and laws are made to break.
Where everything that glitters is percieved as gold.
                    And rather to experience, they believed as told.

We dance the dance we choose 2 dance!
         If you fail comply, you're taking a chance.

Who are you not to comply!
           With your many questions of asking why.
Now you have ask one 2 many times.
            Now we sentenced you 2 death!
For your one 2 many crimes.

May your life be an example,
              4 them who will not dance the dance we choose to dance!

Now others will think twice b4 they fail to comply and take that chance!


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' The Art Of Dancing ... ' (Part 1 of 2)

‘ The  Art  Of  Dancing… ’


Oh ! … How I Love To Dance
Why… Do I Love To Dance ? …
… it’s Rhythmic … it’s Ritual
The Body Is So Beautiful !

Oh ! … How I Love To Dance
Why … Do I Love To Dance ? …
If You’re Breathing – You Ain’t Still
Check Your Heartbeat and It Will …

Dance … Into A Fantasy
Virtual Reality
Dancing Makes Me Feel So Free
… Come and Do A Dance With Me

Dancing … is Good Exercise
Dancing … Adds A Spice to Life
Dancing … is A Natural High
You Can Do It … If You Try …

… Head, Shoulders, Legs, Feet
Get ‘em Moving to The Beat
Back, Arms, Hands, Hips
Shake, Stomp, Slide, Slip

Bend, Bop, Break, Bounce
Push, Pull, Prance, Pounce
Soul-Roll, Slow, Fast
Jump, Jiggle … All That Jazz !

Dancing … is A Form of Joy
Do It ! … Baby Girl and Boy
Keep The Music, Playing Please
Honey … Just Look At Your Knee !

When I Dance … I Come Alive !
Waltz, Cha-Cha, Swing, Jive
Circle, Square, Line, Freestyle
Tango, or Step – Side to Side

Innocent – Interaction
Expression – Satisfaction
Set-it-in Motion … You and I
… Aaw, Just Look At That Guy

Oh ! … I See You’re Moving Now !
… thought You Didn’t Know How ?
Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! … He! He! He! …
You Dance ‘bout as Good as Me ! …

Supper-Club, or in My Room
At Your House … or Under The Moon
If I Hear A Real-Good Tune …
You Will Know, I’m Dancing Soon

… Dance … Into A Fantasy
         Virtual Reality
Dancing Makes Me Feel So Free
… Come Dancing Now … With The MoonBee


Posted for:  Jared Pickett, ‘Cause I Know
       He Loves To Dance… (Smile)

                 MoonBee


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Dances With Uriel and Wormwood

I'm falling like a star Every time I touch your lips with mine When you shine your radiant light There once was a time, When I used to dream for someone Like you Lifting all the Shame just with your simple embrace, an immortal peace within my soul Resisting all melancholy that tries to enter I'm falling like a star I see you dancing with Uriel Why It does it have to be this way My heart found out When it was bearing in your chest Swim close to me Forget it ever happened Live like you're my falling star Battered down the fall has came The dance will start again It shall come when I never invited to reconcile But you stay with me Like you're my falling star Perspired into a Spiritual matter Uriel will come, my soul is what is needed To dance with him again, will ever find your heart I'm falling like a star I see you dancing with Uriel Why It does it have to be this way My heart found out When it was bearing in your chest Swim close to me Forget it ever happened Live like you're my falling star Why, did I ever have to meet such A powerful angel Why, did I ever have to see again my sins Why, did i ever have to enchant you so I'm falling like a star I see you dancing with Uriel Why It does it have to be this way My heart found out When it was bearing in your chest Swim close to me Forget it ever happened Live like you're my falling star I'm falling like a star I see you dancing with Uriel Why It does it have to be this way My heart found out When it was bearing in your chest Swim close to me Forget it ever happened Live like you're my falling star


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Vasava - An Untold Story 5/Many

Vasava
An untold story 		                        Part 05/Many


The King and the common man, 
Both used to enjoy her dance and songs together
And the rich with pleasure use to bestowed on her, 
Their huge fabulous wealth
Which includes their money, ornaments, 
Gold and gems or their costly belongings
But she never accepted anything from those, 
who were art and music lovers, but were poor

Some of her richest fans from nearby Kashi* 
Often offer her handspun and handworked silk Sarees
While some other use to throw before her, 
The pearl or gem studded gold necklaces
There were those also, who wanted to donate 
Their entire wealth, property and money to Vasava
Only to see a close look of her charming face 
And her beautiful dancing and thrilling legs

Even her palatial servants and maid’s 
Used to get fabulous gifts from renowned visitors
When Vasava was busy in performing her weekly dances 
Or was giving  her melody singing shows
And her Palace staff considered themselves, 
So proud to be working for lady Vasava 
Who was the darling queen of everyone’s heart, 
Residing in the famous city of Patilputra
                                                                       
The uniqueness of the dancer Vasava

This unique worshiper of dance, music and art, 
Was preserving a rare beauty within herself
Devoting her life, for the cause of promoting dance 
And other forms of music and Arts
While forgetting completely and eliminating her passions
And lust from her mind and heart
Thus generating a serene natural youth, 
Which brought spark like beauty coming out from her

No one had ever touched and tasted, 
The intoxicating wine of her sparklingly refreshing youth
She had rejected the attempts of many rich 
And wealthy mans, rulers and even of the Kings
Who wanted to win her by offering her lofty gifts 
And temptations of their mighty kingdoms
Vasava never even thought to compromise,
Such was the beauty of her undaunted character


The Victory Day Celebrations


Once in a year on Vijayadesmi Day*  which generally falls,
In the month of October every year
Vasava came to give her yearly performances, 
In the court celebrations of King Subodhan



Ravindra					to continue  in 6

08th March 2010



* Vijayadesmi Day.  Rama destroyed Ravana on this day and hence it is celebrated as the 
                              day of victory
* Kashi .                  old name of Varanasi


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Dance of Death

Blood shot eyes.
A million failed tries.
Death is impossible.
Only I am responsible.
They are going to isolate me.
Dark room I cant see.
I've gone crazy in my mind.
Everyone I know has left me behind.
I give up.
I'll just shut up. 
Silence is bliss.
My razor gives me a single kiss.
Deep and long.
Me and my razor dance to a song.
We zigged and we zagged.
My razor is slowly being dragged.
I take my last and final breathe.
As we finish our dance of death.


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Comic Girls

             Comic Girls
      
Comic girls swing from poles fixated
Embedded in a jelly of red mist and light

Asphyxiated through cigarette smoke
In a dance choreographed through fog

Thick casts of body make-up from head to toe
Cosmetic are their lives up there

Masking age and lines through times advances
Night helps to cover all

They climb with marbled limbs
Up to the stars retired in their minds

Dim glow falls on them in pulses and vibration
Completing the illusion

And everything is fine inside the lines
As long as they continue on the climb
    
      That they could be extended, is what led them here 
      Here where men watch marbly limbed dancers go on
      Climb poles and dream on tubes and wires
      Miles of pretty wires and magic girls 

The beauty of their extensions
Is a marvel to observe
 
Charm and masked intentions in the club
Behold their every move towards love
 
Follow comic girls doing as they’re told
Transfixed on lonely poles until night club's closed

 


Details | Light Poetry | |

KIDS AND MUSIC

they started small
music from the wall
make this  fall
some time trying to prance
some learm to dance
it never fade
at a early age
they choose it
KIDS AND MUSIC


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Dance With Me My Darlin'

I awaken to the warm rays 
That emit from the sun as it displays
A little dance through the shades 
Of early morning, I stretch slowly as a kit
Upon receiving the tender kiss, from your lips
Placed ever so gently upon mine ears
A smile as radiant as the stars in the sky greets me
I smile back in gentle protest
Knowing, what comes next
I hearken to your hearts call
With no shame at all
As you bid me to dance with you my darlin’
Through the seasons of life
We stroll to our private waterfall
A cleansing dance we share to start our day
We lie upon the sweet new grass
Allowing the sunshine to dry us at last
We breakfast on the veranda
Partaking of sweet bread and jam
A little coffee or tea, Mais Oui
The day begins so easily, as you take my hand
We listen to the rhythms of nature so grand
Singing its sweet songs of love for you and me
You hold me in your arms so tenderly
Whispering the words that seemingly tantalize me
Our hearts well up blissfully
They are entwined with one another
My Darlin’ come and dance with me

Adell1 Copyright © 2006


Authors Comments:  


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The Dance Eternal

 The Dance Eternal
   
 
  Marvelous and graceful
Plentiful breasts
Beautiful posterior
Shaved soft and silky
She is beautiful
Stargazing her belly dance
Sensuous movements of the hips 
Watching her body 
Maneuvering to the melody
Arching her back
Tossing her hair
She is dancing, prancing for me
Kissing me with her eyes
As I kiss her with mine
She is nearky through
Following her to the back
Waiting for her to follow
It does not take long
I grabbed a handful of her hair...with passion
Pulling her bosom to mine french kissing her
Soft and gentle at first
Then not so soft
Sliding my tongue down her body
Taking my time at her nipples
On her belly, on her clit
Plunging my tongue into her treasure
She tasted sweet and tart all at once
Sliding my fingers into her tight body
She tensed as I caressed her g-spot 
Nursing on her clit
Feling her body rock
Seeing her eyes roll in passion....in pleasure
Hearing her cries of X-T-C
Her body spasmed
Silken ribbons of her nectar ran down my chin
Climbing her body kissing her deeply
Letting her taste herself on my tongue
She would dance for me again
The Dance Eternal 

Peter LeBuhn

Copyright ©2005 Peter LeBuhn 

Peter LeBuhn 
 
 


Details | Cowboy | |

Paying the Fiddler

I was nineteen that summer
  when I met him at a buck-out,
  and I was totally smitten
  by all the Cowboy charm he had.

I thought that he was rugged,
  (and undeniably handsome),
  then that bull slammed against the fence
  and busted him up pretty bad.

I was surprised when he showed up at the dance,
  he was battered and bruised but smiling,
  and I heard him talking and laughing,
  still high from the rush of the ride.

He said “You gotta’ pay the fiddler
  if you want to dance to his tune”,
  then he drifted across the floor,
  said “Let’s dance” as he reached my side.

Mama told me I’d be sorry
  if I ignored her and took up with him,
  and I really hate to say it, 
  but I guess that she was right.

But when I review my memories
  I know I’d do it all again,
  for that “Eight Second Feeling”
  of our first long kiss that night.

We used to dance for hours,
  in the kitchen and on the porch
  and laugh about owein’ that fiddler
  and what his pay would be.

But lately there ain’t been no dancin’,
  just long strings of awkward silence,
  as his eyes look far and distant
  and not so much at me.

Seems his spirit has grown uneasy,
  as I listen to him talking
  and realize it’s still Rodeo
  that truly holds his heart.

Oh, I don’t mind coming in second,
  heck, life is like that sometimes.
  But knowing I’m invisible,
  well, that’s the hardest part.
 
I suppose I should be angry,
  but I just can’t find it in me,
  ‘cause I know what it’s like
  to love something just that way.

I felt it when I first saw him,
  in the arena and on the dance floor
  and I still feel it sometimes
  when I watch him walk away.

I’ve helped him struggle to pay the fiddler,
  and it breaks my heart to see him weary, 
  so I stand in silent acceptance,
  as I watch him pack his things.

I understand his leaving,
  I know he won’t be coming back here,
  our life together, a lesson,
  one that time always seems to bring.

I walk out past the horse pens,
  pull the gate shut…and I lock it,
  hear my mare start to nicker
  as the trailer pulls away.

I’d like to say I’ll miss him,
  his past still holds my heart.
  But we danced to the fiddler’s tune
  and the final payment came due today.


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The Old Night Herder's Dance

(2nd part continued)

Then late one night before coosie did howl,
I woke up and took me a walk by chance,
Down by the sleepin’ cow herd and ol’ Rowel 
When I heard his soft song and watched his dance.

He was just waltzin’ alone off his mount,
Like some ballroom dancer that was plum mad—
Kept twirlin’ around more than I could count—
It was all sort of comical yet sad.

I crept away thinkin’ then I’d done wrong
And climbed back in my bedroll on the range—
But I could still hear that night hawker’s song
And in my mind that lonely dance seemed strange.

Summers last forever for a young buck,
Yet somehow for me this one seemed too short—
But I knew my fate had changed with my luck
And that old chaff blew away in the sort.

Then one day Rowel packed gear in a hurry—
And I knew I’d heard his last herder’s song—
Said he was headin’ home to Missouri—
That he’d been at the ol’ dance much too long.

Then Rowel said something I still remember
About livin’ out your life as you age:
He said savor sunsets in September,
Because life’s a short sashay on the sage.

So now night herds are silently sleepin’—
And for years I’ve been here where I belong—
The night herder’s song is in my keepin’
And I sing it as I dance to the song. 


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Shine On - Feng Shui Crystal

Shine on, Shine on, O prism of glass
Spread your spectra across my life
Infuse your magic into a late morning dance
Your energies transfix me into a welcome trance.

Shine on, Shine on, wipe away my strife
Shine on, O glorious faceted jewel of my life
A liquid mirror, a yuletide pool
Frozen heartsong, Feng Shui tool.

When infant Spring's rays of lights hang low
Your rainbow of colors begin to dance and glow
In late afternoon's long luminous light
Your glories are revealed, in prisms of brights.

Your rainbows dance, without a sound
Your colors are everywhere, your magic abounds
You share Einstein's theories of Light and Space
Happily abundant, all colored vibrancy of crystal lace.

Late in the day, when the sun sinks low
Your presence fades away, it's the end of the show
Your dance to the unheard music stops
Your rainbows have come, and now they must go.

 
Copyright Christine A Kysely December 18, 2010

(c) Copyright 2010 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved,


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Radiant Ladies

Come dance in Springtide’s earthy light
In gardens now a-washed with gold
They bid farewell to Winter’s bite
Those radiant ladies I am told.

As life is found in ancient ways
Come dance in Springtide’s earthy light
To welcome signs of warmer days
When length of day equals the night.

Balance in life is my sweet delight
When knelt in praise to holy queen
Come dance in Springtide’s earthy light
She says to me in voice serene.

So drummer, give my feet a beat
May your rhythm still lead me right
To the place where the spirits meet
To dance in Springtide’s earthy light.


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' The Dance ... ' (Part 2 of 2)

‘ The  Dance … ’


Oh … How I Love To Dance
Why … Do I Love To Dance ? …
Its Rhythmic … Its Ritual
… The Body is So Beautiful ! …

Once … I Saw The Ocean Groove
… That’s The Way, I Want to Move
Earth-Spinning, Round and Round
Don’t You Know … We All Get Down ?

Don’t You Know, What The Good-Book Says
‘God’ … Moves in Mysterious Ways
That Is Why I Love To Dance …
… His Empire, Moves In Elegance !

Lord, Have Mercy, Keep Moving Me
Moving and Grooving, to Your Glory !
Blood-Flowing, Lung – Breathe
‘ The Spirit ‘, is Zooming … You Better Believe !

( Just Look At It Move ‘His’ Girl, MoonBee !_

Acrobat, Hip-Hop, Ballet
Art of Tap, Polka, Reggae’
You Can Do It !… I Know You Can
Just Listen, To That Bible – Band ! …

Music … Just Adds Motivation
Stirs A Soul To Celebration
Dancing … is A Declaration
We’re On Cruise-Control, In His Creation !

Dancing … Can Be A Holy Act
God, and His Son … Like It, Like That
So, Nod Your Head … Do The Wave
Signal ! … You Want To Be Saved !

Don’t Be Shy … At Situation
Meet Me At ‘ The Revelation’
They’re Opening Up, The Garden – Gate
… Hurry Now … Don’t Be Late !

Cherubs, gonna’ Let Us In
No Cover Charge … Bring A Friend
Oh ‘Son of God’ … Please Partner Me
… Dance Me To Eternity !

Oh, How I Love To Dance
It’s A Rhythm – Romance
Passion – Performance
Yes Lord … I Love To Dance

Dance! … into Eternity
Dance! … Better Than A Fantasy
Dance! … Universal Dance Floor
Dance! … Don’t You Wanna’ Dance Some More ?

Dance ! … Now, Can’t You See ? …
Dance ! … We Gon’   P a r t y !
Dance With This Girl, thru The Galaxy
Dance With The Stars and The Only MoonBee

Boys Shout ! … ‘Bring On The Dancing Girls !’
God’s Making A Wonder World
Them … Us … You … and Me …
Still Moving … To His Mystery !

           Now Dance ….


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dance

In her head there is a crowd and flashing lights
 every where as she dances in a world
That is all her own
There she is dancing and spinning around
in her large flowing white dress
the White sash spinning with a life of its own
Her ankle never fails her
It doesn’t crick once
She dances because its her right of life
Her passion
Her dream
Her escape
She calls it dream spinning
How could you ever stop her and pull her away
Look at the beauty of her face when she smiles on that dance floor
Shades of sunlight playing on her face in the darkest of winters
Her eyes bright with energy and love
She leaps and doesn’t ever seem to land
Her mouth stretches to a smile
and I realized she still hadn’t smiled once
With her mouth the entire time
Twirling and shining she sweats swinging around on the
Imaginary bars
She poses so hard her bones pop out
And she breathes heavily in and out trying to steady herself
She is beautiful  when she dances
Let her dance let the poor girl dance
Don’t take this away from her too
The tall large dirty man walks into the studio angrily
And yells at her to leave now
He asks why she came her without permission
Because he has banned her from dancing for ever
The fake crowd disapears along with the fake lights
A sullen look crosses her face as she changes into jeans
Pulling them up over the scars on her legs
And tracing the scars on her arms
He is angry hes had a long bad day at work
now she knew why her mother spent hours dancing
dancing away her life to the best of her ability
dont take away my dance she wants to beg
but it will have no effect
so she leaves with him and shuts off the studio lights
for good
with a faint fake promise of return


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Flash Mod With Black-Eyed Peas

Black-eye peas
Name for a group
Not some kind of luncheon soup
Had hit go to the top

The name of it is
"I Got A Feeling" stop
Oprah had them on today
For an audience of 20,000

Off the stage
Hired 20 professional
Dancers , see ,who trained
800 more to dance for free

They preformed a routine
Called A flash mod
Largest group in history
To do such a task

This sight made my day
Really usually don't care
For this very much but
This revered my motor up

(Oprah Winfrey's opening today featured this group on stage outdoors in Chicago.  They led 
20,000 people in a dance routine which I don't know what it was called or if it had a name 
but what happened is called a Flash Mod, if I understood correctly. It was uplifting.)


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Aude Sapare: Drunk On Communion

He who claims to know no fear of death
Falls with the poisoned wine of lies
Upon his lips;
But he who may make this fear a friend
Shall grasp Eternity in the end.
His heart will open as his reason slips
As he feels upon his final breath
He dances as his spirit flies
And in that Space
Between the sea and sky
He sees the Beloveds' face
Eye to eye.

     Merge with the drops in the ocean of time,
     Drunk on communion with all things Divine.
     The Universe dances - how sweetly She sings!
     Through the manifest beauty in all living things
     The answer lies deep in the fruit of the vine,
     The lover finds love in the taste of his wine.

The stars shine in blackness
Whirling through infinite space
Casting their light 
On the unbounded dark;
We seek to stand firm, impressing our mark
On our lives swift and bright
Asking history to honor and to bless
Our efforts in this threshing-floor race.
We all are unbounded
United yet free,
The Beloved is with us
If we could but see.

     Step in the river and lose yourself there
     Dance 'round the fire without any care.
     The stars do their spiral dance over our heads
     We have all we want once desire is shed.
     For this is the answer, so simple and true:
     You live within me as I live within you.

To seek wealth and fame
Is to sail upon sand;
The thirst for possession 
Can never be quenched.
Ambition's a prison, your heart is entrenched
In small thoughts' concessions
You lose sight of the game.
Your freedom awaits you, just stretch forth your hand
The Beloved will embrace you
And win you to Truth;
Then dance with you, smiling
Eternal in youth.

                                        
                                         Aude Sapare
                                         Aude Sapare
                                         Aude Sapare

                               Om....Om....Om...Om...Om


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I Know this Much is True

There are things in this life
That will bring you to your knees
Whether or not you like it
Whether or not you please
Whether you think you deserve it
Whether or not you do
These things will still happen
I know this much is true.

Some are self inflicted
The cause is from within
Call it your deserved karma
Call it serendipity
Some are by divine providence
Apparently from high above
Totally unexpected
Seemingly on a whim
It is what it will always be
You can’t change a thing.

When the day comes when these things happen
When you are brought down to your knees
And you appear to be unable to breathe
For the moment
When you feel your heart is broken
Shattered from within
It’s hard to know
If you’ll survive.

Life seems to be pulling on us
Like marionette men
Suspending us on its wires
Making us dance 
Its vital Dance
A Dance which we don’t know
Held to our course by its slender threads
It’s being a part of an unrehearsed show.

We live our entire lives
Not knowing 
What lies behind the masquerade
And what its chapters will soon reveal.
Will the show be long or short 
A happy or tragic end
Tragedy or comedy
We don’t even know
Where and when it will end.

At first glance
From our first breath of air
From our very first sight of the sky
Life appears to suspend us gently
Like feathers in the breeze
Blowing us hither and thither 
Smooth sailing on the seas.
But things will probably not stay this way
And knowing this is the key
To preparing yourself for trials in life
For how things will really be.

There are things in this life
That will bring you to your knees
Whether or not you like it
Whether or not you please
Whether you think you deserve it
Whether or not you do
These things will still happen
I know this much is true.

(November 25, 2010 Wausau, Wisconsin)

(c) Copyright 2010 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved


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The Night Out

Too many frustrations and way too stressed out.
Need to get out and let go.
House is held down.
Things are taken care of.
My girls are ready to roll.
Got a new outfit, I look good, I smell good and soon I'll be feeling good.
Standing in line, anticipation of what's inside fluttering in my stomach.
Just want to have a good time.
Just want to dance.
Just want to leave the strife of home at home and forget my problems...
If only for a few hours.
Standing at the bar, lining up my shots wanting the buzz to set in quick.
Music is pumping.
I have to get on the floor and dance.
Yelling whispers to my girls.
Laughing till it hurts, makes me ignore deeper pains hiding out.
Having the best time yet.
Ignoring what's going on around us, just a girl's night out.
Checking my hair and makeup in the mirrors that line the walls.
For what, not sure.
Not really feeling confident, its just a well trained routine infused into my being.
Pavlov would be proud.
Feeling the buzz on so many levels, the music, the lights, the shots.
Feeling the heat of the dance floor radiating from others out for the night.
Me and my girls enjoying the night.
Not looking for anything or anyone.
It's a night out...an escape for me from having to look at the same four walls.
The dance floor is beginning to thin out, good time winding down.
Glancing around to see whose left.
And then I spot him at the edge of the floor...just watching.
Not sure if it's me he's watching, but I sure don't mind watching him.
And then it happens.
An invite outside for a smoke for my girl from his boy.
Not sure if I should flirt, play it cool, but the look of him looking at me, pulls at me.
I draws me in and grabs me.
Oh what a night...one I feel I won't forget.


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A Hurried Life

Do you run through each day on the fly?
When you ask, “How are you?”
Do you hear the reply?
When the day is done,
Do you lie in your bed,
With the next hundred chores,
Running through your head?

You'd better slow down!
Don't dance so fast!
Time is short!
The music wont last!

Ever told your child,
“We'll do it tomorrow.”
And in your haste not see their sorrow?
Ever lost touch,
Let a good friendship die,
Because you never had time,
To call and say “Hi!”

You'd better slow down!
Don't dance so fast!
Time is short!
The music wont last!

When you run so fast to get somewhere,
You miss half the fun of getting there.
When you worry and hurry throughout your day, 
It is like an unopened gift....
Thrown away....!!!!

Life is not a race!
Do take it slower!
Hear the music!
Before the song is over!!!!


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Loves World Cup

You have pushed me to fall in love
That’s why now I cry and you laugh
Baby please hold my hand, pull me up 
You know what? You are my love’s world cup
Baby, please sing this song, dance with me
Baby don’t kiss my ass though it’s free
Baby, please sing this song, dance with me.


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Horse Sensations

To ride Lippizans
My eldest daughter
She of the animalistic tendencies
Took a large warmblood
Out to the back pasture
For needed exercise

The horse was tightly wound
A big buck jumped up
Snorted and bounced a couple of times
Then waited to see what we’d do
I could feel the bolting desire exploding
I dropped the reins
and patted the bulging neck
at my chin with both hands
The horse was so up I could have stroked his nostrils
I was not leaning forward
It was all I could do 
to turn this sudden desire to bolt
into a dance of pride
The buck bounced a couple more times
And I fed the joy of the sight right into his fright
Laughing with the excitement of it all
as the buck left
I rode that horse in a prancing high legged dance of pride
Feeling every nuance of nerve endings
Shouting and singing aloud with the joy of it
To control that much force
To have my legs holding all that shuddering wonder
I never wanted to come down
This was why I ride horses

Dad didn’t write any poetry today
He only listened
And felt how it is to ride a horse joyfully
Some days are treasured pleasures
Poetry’s where we store them


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Cheek to cheek

I want to dance with you cheek to cheek
I don’t want to smoke this ganja’s stick

I want to hold you tight in my arms
I want to feel alright have some charms

I want to sing a song for you tonight
I want peace baby I don’t want to fight

I want to stop this painful thought’s storm
I want to dance with you with rhythm


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Music Hall Funk

 Music Hall Funk
   
 
  The moon has risen
Venturing down a dark London back alley
The night is misty

In the far off distance
Hearing music
....people playing
....people singing
....people dancing

It is a music hall
down a cobblestone street
Slipping in the side door
The music overtakes me
....into a fierce dancing beat

Noticing two ladies by the bar
checking me
Playing to them and dance increasingly seductively

They are coming upon me
The dream has begun
The fantasy...Set in Place
....The dance we will make
....The future is ours is to see
....The future is ours to take 

Peter LeBuhn

Copyright ©1998 Peter B. Lebuhn 

Peter LeBuhn

Copyright ©2006 Peter B. Lebuhn 

Peter LeBuhn 
 
 


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Dancing With My Father Again

(Thelbert L. Foster, Sr)

Turning on the radio
Tears spring from my eyes…
As I hear Luther soulfully, voice these words
That I have come to realize…
I shall never dance with my father again,
Oh, its like some one stole from me a prize…
A treasure irreplaceable; 
The Lord gave me just this precious one, 
Too soon~ he was taken,
My pain has just begun…
I sit alone and wonder, but know that everything 
With him is truly all right and remember all the life lessons
Taught to me… in the twinkling of an eye 
I can still see him smile, and feel the strength stretch forth
From the one whom always seemed, like a giant in my eyes… 
There in that precious moment, my spirit soars… 
I am once again a child~ and its then I truly realize...
That in my mind are the shared memories, where
I can always laugh, dance and sing with my father again…







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Regrets

The candle flickers and shadows dance against the wall..
Watching, mesmerized, dreaming of my own dance so long ago.
I swirled round and round, my feet so light upon the floor..
My skirt wound round my legs, my head upon his chest..
Life was full of possibilities then, joy in every turn.

Now the candle sputters, darkness settles once again..
My dance is over; its season has come and gone.
The poems that were written then have burned to ash..
Unheard the many songs I thought to sing..
Left now only the dream of that dance so long ago.



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dancing shadows

standing at the crust of life
peeking through dark shadows
that dance and glide
to string guitars and distant drums
shadows
that sneak through the night
playing peek-a-boo
under the pale moonlight
and stars that twinkle
oh so bright
shadows
hiding behind trees
that sway with the breeze
of a silent wind
hiding behind branches
that never bend

afraid to cross over
to the other side
for fear of the shadows 
that dance and glide
yea, though i walk through
the valley of death
evil shadows surround me
i've grown weary of this test
fighting never-ending battles
to be free
i can see the distant light
looming straight ahead
dodging
the shadows of the night
wiping away fear and dread
creeping toward the light
instead

standing in the warmth 
of the light
baptized in its' glory
a wonderful feeling 
of pure delight
i will not look back
at the shadows of the night


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Life Will Always Be A Saint

The stars will always dance 
Around the orbit of innocence 
Where no murder or lies 
Can taint the throne of the skies 
The grass will always be green 
No matter how much blood is shed 
Because strength has prevailed 
Against the dangers of rotting 
The sun will always glow 
Proclaimed with glories cloak 
It will shine against pain 
And rule over its master called confusion 
Oh the heavens will rain 
And flowers will bloom 
No matter how much acid tears are stained 
Upon its stems 
Light will always dance 
In the faith of seeing 
It will always be heated 
No matter how much chill is fathered 
Innocence will always stand strong 
No matter how much lies taint 
Its flowing reason for living 
Life… will always be a saint 


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THE BALL ROOM

As i stagger twoards two obsidian doors
I hear laughter inside AND PEOPLE DANCING TO A DEAD-MANS ATIRE
They open in quentcedental appluade
Playing to borad of A quire
I feel apasied and upheld by their faces and persuaded by confiting empty 
spaces
The whole room shifts with quarling competing steps
In obsinite triumphet rythum 
Im putrid in the mOral oblagation 
 i START TO PARRY ACOSSSED THE FLOOR LIKE BLESSING FORCLOSER
SING A SONG OF THE TROUBLE MIND 
AS I CIRCLE AROUND THE THE BALL ROOM THERE ACCEPTANCE IS KIND
A WOMEN SWAYS TORWARD ME FROM THE CENTER OF THE DANCE 
FLOOR     UPLIFTS ME IN A DANCEING STEP
LEAVING THE ROOM SPILLING IN EVNY AND THE SCENT OF A ROSE IN THE 
AIR 
MY SONG PLEASED THE UPGIVING MAN WHO STANDS NEAR  
AS THE DANCE TURNS IN THE BURNING OF THE LOVES DISIRE PLOWS INTO 
MY CHEST 
HOW MUCH WOULD WOULD IT MEAN TOO HER IF I COULD TEACH WRONG 
FROM RIGHT


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The Opening of Rusty Doors

Stop me right now if you've heard this before
there's the wind at my back and a knock at my door
there's you love me to moons but I love you much more
and we dance and we dance and we dance
Please stop me now if you know all my thoughts
as they roll on the wind in occasional bouts
as they shine in my eyes like the sun bleeding clouds
and I write and I write and I write
Stop me in summer if you're sick of the moon
for she shines less and less as the Luna de Lune
for she swells with a million hot stars in her womb
and she grieves and she grieves and she grieves
So stop me at once while the day carries on
as I open my door to the once setting sun
as the brooding of winter escapes in the dawn
and we breathe and we breathe and we breathe.


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Dance of Satan

Upon the Ground they lie

to be covered soon in white.

The leaves of spring have fallen

This crisp, cool autumn night.


Restless spirits circle

In anticipation and delight

To dance a dance of darkness

This Crisp, cool autumn night.


In a ritual of bloodshed

His worshippers unit

To dance a dance of Satan

This crisp, cool autumn night


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Sunpoem

Beneath the greening of the summerwarmed earth
Corruption proceeds in its slow work
Feeding the living on the fruits of its breakage
Of the form and substance of the dead...

     From this, on the clearest days
     Is born that striving towards the warm golden light,
     The reach of leaf, of wing, of coarsened coat
     And hairless face -
     The upward, joyful swim through the welcome heat
     Flooding down upon us from the sun,
     The fire that called this life forth from a stone.

She shines upon the boundless deeps,
Her light a song that rings upon the flesh, the fur,
The rock, the waters
Calling out the life to dance and die and dance again
The nearness of her sacred touch a gift
Granted here, for no reason, by the Infinite Mother -

     This jewel in a wombfull of stars.


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i hate this poem

he once thought
the pieces fit
in a beautiful and pleasing
array.

(seamless.)

but they
gawked
and pointed out 
how his piece 
was a different 
color.

(hilarious.)

let’s laugh.
let’s clap.
let’s marvel.
encore!
clap those cymbals,
and dance some more!

he only saw
pieces,
no missmatching colors
and thought it was the wrong
design.

(matchless.)

let’s laugh.
let’s clap.
let’s marvel.
encore!
clap those cymbals,
and dance some more!

he knows now
not to say a word
and to search
for a larger
puzzle.

(discomposure.)

let’s laugh.
let’s clap.
let’s marvel.
encore!
clap those cymbals,
and dance some more!


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Boogie on Down

Out on the dance floor, boogieing away,
dancing to the music that the dj's play,
from rap to rock to country and soul,
dancing around, having fun is my goal.
it doesn't matter that i cannot dance,
but when that music starts its like I'm in a trance.
moving my feet,swaying my hips,
shaking my booty as the sweat drips,
the music slows to a more seductive pace,
now i can dance with such elegant grace,
finally the DJ plays the last song,
then on come the lights time to move on.


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Dance

 Now I feel alive, you make me feel so alive.
  I wish you could step inside of my heart.
 You would see how much I love you.
  You would feel how much you drive me crazy.
 Your lips they kiss me,make me feel drunk.
  Your eyes they mesmerize me.
 The way your hips move,they dance a dance and fly away.
 On a cloud we make love so sweet and I lose myself inside of you.
  I would die without your touch.
 Now I dream,rivers softly carry my thoughts.
  Running through the tree tops.
 Of clouds and flowers and morning mist
  Of peaceful slumber, a warm soft kiss.
 Dance for me my love, my mate, my true empress.
  Command me your will.
I will cover your eyes in the darkness
 Never let you see the harsh night that lies outside.
 Dance for me, our love it ties me to the the stars.
 Your kiss is bliss I would die without your touch.


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Rise and Dance

Rise and dance in the summer sun
drink of the wine for you are young.

Kiss, love, hate, and be not still
for tomorrow may bring a Winters chill.

Take your passion by its hair
drag it through the Lion's lair.

Then if by chance you perish young,
you will be thankful for all you've done.

For you will have lived a noble life
by seeking on earth your paradise.

Then those who walk your grave will say
he died so young yet he died so brave

but if the years should pass you by
to gray your hair and still your sight,

then to your memories you will cling
no more your youthful songs to sing.

So drink the wine while you are young
rise and dance in the summer sun.


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Lunar Inspiration

In drinking star juice, 
we internal light the fires within
We taffy twist and tug and spin
the wings of self elation
We bluntly burn each ventricle
and cauterize our lungs until
each tendril of our core is skin invading
And when the juice of stars ignites
we dance the dance and fight the fight
with solar flares to shoot our mouths
to moons yet undiscovered
It's in this moment we depart
and shatter long before we start
to lick elixir from the sky
in lunar inspiration.


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Sunshine and Riddles and Nods to the Sky

I'm a riddle for the sun
sweet silver beams in eyes of wonder
evaporating windows in steam
and flooding the room with light.
My emotions dance in the air
always on the upswing, on the mend
never pooling shadows at my feet
never sitting still to ebb.
I'm alive and catching the breeze
hearing the sky spill secrets to me
rushing my blood through adrenaline veins
on their way to absorb my delight
It's infectious and reflective
this silver shine from my solar moods
Join me in this dance of light
as we tip our hats to the golden orb
with the wind on our heels to mend.


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Jinxed

This day for me started out a little jinxed
The one person that I wanted to see 
I never got to meet
Than it's parent teachers nite
My palms are sweating
Cause my mom decides to come
My mood is filled with anticipation
I want to walk into a room 
and just have him sitting there 
      Alone
But when i'm looking he never appears
     and i'm disappointed
My only option for credit recovery 
Is to dance a hip hop dance  
   and within myself find self discovery
      But I can't identify my heart in this matter
                So I try to defy
          Against all kinds of helping hands
                 and guidance
           I don't know how many times their going to say
                If you screw this up your throwing your life away
                  I pretty much know this
                     So hearing it over and over again
                         Just made me sink lower
                        So now this is the last straw
                          With a mad look on my face I walk out the door
                       I haven't see my guy, My mom won't pick up (Never good)
                                and my life seems messed up 
                           So I left with my friends and caught the bus
                                Got home too early 
                                   Feeling beat up
                                      Ironically 
                                     My mom's in bed she didn't even go to the meeting
                                         I wake up the next morning and open the paper
                                           A shooting had occurred where I worked
                                                            Just after I left
                                                 I would've have been there if my day hadn't been so jinxed
                                                        Thanks faith for saving me   
                                                            I really appreciated your Generosity


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Darian

The dance of time moving so close to me,
I waited so long to get just a peek.
Hours they passed and the dance carried on,
only to find another soul gone.
Alas my nephew as anothers sadness grew,
that moment was the first glance I got of you.
And the dance continues day by day,
Just so the world can move on to watch you grow and play.


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The Ninety Year Old Boy

Sparkling dust to salt the air
as leaves of mint are creeping bare
along the cobbles, creek and mire
where burns the latent, smoking fire
Shadows dance and sneak a bite
off sunbeams blinding, stiff and white
along the meadows, fields and glen
where boys pretend they've become men
Silver stars float past the moon
while children's songs expire soon
along the days, the weeks, the years
where dreams of flying slip to fears

Sparkling dust to sweet the air
as wisps of wild, thinning hair
along the scalps of aging minds
where the clock reversed, forever winds
Shadows dance and eyes grow dim
and laughter sneaks out on a whim
along the lips once bitter, tight
where scowls settled for the night
Silver stars float past the heart
of crinkled years, dissolved apart
Along comes wind to stoke the fire
and what was latent, becomes desire...


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Winters Dance

Gently falling silence
White envelopes everything
Cool breeze upon my face
A piercing subtle sting

Beautiful shapes falling
Not visible to the naked eye
Symbolizing Mother Nature
Must we say goodbye?

The dance embarks traditions 
Sledding, ice skating and tobogganing
Increasing is its magical rhythm 
Watching our children dance and sing

In the blink of an eye it dissipates
As the warmth of sun comes out to play
White landscape has now departed 
Awaiting idle for another day


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The Ballerina of Life

The ballerina so graceful in her stance;
everyone watching in amazement as
they see her dance. Spins and twirls
and piourettes dancing with finesse and
no regrets. Life is like a dance
sometimes as we dance our way through
many of life's twists and turns.
For with each day our heart thus
yearns. Yearning with hope and
desire; for when we dance we feel
as if our heart is on fire.
A burning ember of the dancing
flames; these flames
that our heart never tames.


 


Details | I do not know? | |

Through the night

Music beats,
Our lips meet.
On the dance floor,
We share our love,
As the music leaks,
Onto city streets.

As we dance throught the night,
Our love we do not hide.
We do not care,
What people say,
For our love,
We feel no shame.

Last dance,
We hold each other tight.
Beneath the sheets,
Out bodies meet,
Our only care,
The love we share.


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Choose To Dance

A song leaps from my heart at the beginning of each new day, 
A song with a melody that never plays a sad song, 
Never carries a tune that is wrong, this is just my way…
If I have the choice of sitting this one out, I will choose to dance! 
If there is breath of life there is always hope of life, 
Love and great things to experience and know! 
It is so important if there is love of the heart, to let it show! 

Some live a life that never knows real sorrow, 
Some face sorrow more than it seems they should. 
Some we say, have more than their share, 
But still face it as much as they could. 
If you have a choice dance, dance, dance! 

Even in the face of sorrow, I don't want to sit this one out, 
Even in the face of tears, I don't want to sit this one out, 
I want to choose to dance! 
I hope with all my heart, that no matter come what may, 
That you will always choose to dance! Dance of the heart, dance of the soul, 
Dance with all your might, dance with courage, never letting go.
Choose To Dance!


Details | I do not know? | |

Dancing in the Morning

It comes suddenly in the small hours - 
It appears when I can’t stand this world,
And when I can’t hold back my bitter tears.
It’s a morning dance – I am in a whirl…

My veins are filled with tones of music,
I feel the new fresh blood in my bones,
My soul feels the rhythm - the dance is magic.
I hear nothing except for the loud tones.

It’s my lonely dancing in the morning. 
It comes into being out of the blue.
It brings new power – I feel my heart beating,
Now I can look at everything anew.


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find who ur.

I find words that dance in my head, words I let flow on this key board and on this sit,
poems?I find that hard to be, the lines the phrases are thoughts that come out of me,
words that I don't, won't, couldn't, and will not say they just are there for me to write,
no one knows, I write in the early hours of the morning that is when what is in side flows
free,
I love looking at things people don't see,love-life-loss-pain-joy-and roses oh so sweet,
merely a shell of the person I use to be,no longer looking out from behind cold eyes,
but looking from my eyes now I see,all the beauty, and what it is to be complete,
to savor a moment,touch a life time, hold eternity to spread my wings and fly,
with these words on this site I am...?
here you can't see me to judge me, I can't be heard to not be listened to, here I just write,
out loud I can't say how hurt I fill,how scared at times I am, or how I some times I need
a hand,
in poetry I find strength,courage, meaning, in poetry I find the coat I need at night,
off this site I'm some one who won't let any one in,a clown with a grin,
people believe I know not, no one knows- I've lived in hate walked in blood and lost,
soft,calm, some one who knows no better, no one sees are hears the person within,
when I lost I chose to let all my anger go,I have no hate,no remorse, I paid the cost,
stepped on walked over disrespected, but inside I'm happy...to me it doesn't matter,
I could ...?but why? all it is,is hate,love lifted me to new heights why turn back,
I will admit at times I would like to unleash the foundation of my soul he who is black,
but he's buried in pages of the words I wrote, lost in the words I scattered,
I just fill sad for those who hurt, I fill bad for those who do not see, helpless and lonely
pain turned to anger,a loss turned to hate, and love unbelievable to a scared heart,
some times you can't make it on your own, we all need to be,in life there is no only ,
just some one lost in side- if we all could see this it would be a good start,
I have no need to tell you my story to show you my wounds are my roads stains,
the past is where we look back for at times we forget how old we are,
its not how we weather the storm but how we learn to dance and sing in the rain,
hope-faith-dreams-to just believe look inside...it isn't too far.