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Details | Tanka | |

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 | Free verse | |

Grandma Was Dancing

She was a tappin' to the tunes...
of those Mississippi blues...
step-pin' out, in her white...
Pat-en-leather shoes,

We were a watchin' her a prancin',
all through the kitchen, dancin'...
for she was so...hot & sizzlin'...
hummin' to those Mississippi tunes...

Funny curlers too, upon...
her head...for a new... Hair dew,...
she was, a swirlin'-in that bakers apron,
when her head...star-ted a bobbin' to...
those Mississip-pi blues,

'Pots were a knockin'...
Grandma a sockin' down all she brews,
while that kettle there was whistlin',
in har-mo-ny, with them good ole...
good ole...mississip-pi moves,'

That floor there, was a bouncin'
holdin' hands we were a jumpin',
an-a hoppin' In the kitchen, to those...
                  sounds ...
Where Grandma's feet were a stompin',
In her new...New-white-sexy-pat-en-
leather-shoes...
(ya hoo)


Details | Lyric | |

Zoo - Just to Amuse You

One fine day, I planned a visit to zoo
Alone landed amidst the fauna left so few
Treaded merrily on greenery, singing my heart out
Whilst a lion’s scary roar made me shout

‘Ah! Another visitor’, said the lion annoyingly
‘Why should we entertain you?’ said he fumingly
‘What’s the point in wasting your energy and mine?
Making us do the funny acts, do they seem so divine?’

Hearing those words I dared
Reduced the distance, still scared
Said I, ‘Stop fuming King of Jungle, watch out for your age,
Hadn’t I come to visit you, wouldn’t you be bored in your cage?’

‘The answer dwells in your question, silly girl
You humans have no heart of pearls,
The so-called king of jungle imprisoned in cage
Heartthrob of millions I was, at my early age’

‘To meet my family, hope it doesn’t get too late
I need to eagerly meet ‘em all, my cubs, my mate
I still feel them, they are waiting for me
Oh girl! Be kind enough to set me free.’


I couldn’t have done that with all my might
Turned my way, delighted by a peacock’s sight
The multihued beauty was sheltered in a metallic cage
Awe! Gloomy this beauty looked, in distress and rage

‘What is wrong? Do you want to fly?’
It turned around and looked straight at the sky
‘Show me those vibrant feathers, the fan-like crest
Guests would adore seeing you dance at your best’

‘I dance just for my love, my love for rain,
Cool breeze no more likes crossing my lane
Why do I open my feathers without my mate’s presence?
Just to amuse you, I shall do; confined in this fence’

Dumbstruck, I decided to turn my way
Walked ahead in quest of animals happy and gay
There it was! A crazy monkey, flirting and making its choice
Mimicking others and playing around, hear its evil noise

Bouncing, bouncing and dancing, dancing
It ruled as if dungeon’s dominant king
Wow! You look so happy; what’s the reason?
‘Girl! No more fun for you, ‘coz free I’ll be from this prison’.

Two giant men came forward and opened the door
Good Lord! It’ll be free, unkind humans is just animal’s lore!
Monkey screeched, ‘Meet me soon in the nearby forest
Where I meet my pals, play, eat, have fun and rest’

 Happy to see the monkey’s joy, I walked ahead
Across the bushes, saw a van, a huge van in red
Giant men carried animals and dumped in the van
Shocked I was to see the sight and reckoned their plan

Why was my monkey friend inside, for what purpose?
It was clear as I read the van’s name, ‘The Great Royal Circus!’


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 | Haiku | |

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 | 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 | Verse | |

Hail and Ice

It Hails
Beautifying Winter
My Nails
Ice in the Center

Oh no
Damn what nonsense
And Yes
Have the License

So Lead
With cars To 
roads of speed
And trees
What snowflake
and Breeze

Oh So cold
Ice in the winter
I'm so bold
Out in the Center

& Outdoors
Tremble like that
Icy Floors
With Classmate

There fall flakes
and I fetch them
Whatever takes
I may catch them

So come on everyone
Freeze your blood
To this wintry one
And Snowflake ton


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.

.


Details | Footle | |

Dance with footle

Got cold
Be bold

Walk sea
Nose free

Sandy shore
Dance floor

Fox trot
Real hot

waltz time
Refined

Tango
Hot beau

Cha cha
La la

In line 
Dance time

Tired now
Home go

Shoes off
Start cough


Details | Couplet | |

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.










Details | Triolet | |

North Side

Triolet
ABaAabAB

**North Side**


A club opened on the north side
full of women feeling festive.
Turned up, my boys are down to ride,
A club opened on the north side.
Of all the dimes, she caught my eye.
Dior fragrance, most impressive.
A club opened on the north side,
full of women feeling festive.



Jared Pickett
3/9/2014
Asavvy1


Details | Sonnet | |

The Contra Dance

With lightened heart and care-loosed feet
setting out hand-in-hand
to Celtic tune and callers bleat
of "hay," "gypsy," "allemand."

All that satin, cotton and silk
a'twirl in twos and fours,
topped by smiles white as milk
on dancers by the score.

Away sad thoughts, can you not see?
The dance is on, it's time for glee!

Consider the dance in contrast to
and not as to oppose,
this instant poised, then threading through
a line, and then who knows?

Tumbl' out your hair, O lady dear.
What need have you for care?
This dizziness will soon make clear,
so lose yourself in ayre.


Details | Rhyme | |

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


Details | Rhyme | |

Just 1

1 glance
1 dance
1 trance
1 chance
1 wink
1 drink
1 link
1 blink
1 crash
1 drive
1 drunk & high
1 teen
1 bribe
1 innocence
1 died
& all it took was
1 night
1 text
1 party
1 house
1 person
1's pressure
1 goal
1 first
1 thrill
1 last
1 kill


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


Details | Light Poetry | |

SLOW DANCE OLD SCHOOL

there was time 
you grime
to slow music
we choose it
and dance on the wall
kissing by the water fall
its was soo soo cool
to dance to
SLOW DANCE OLD SCHOOL


Details | Light Poetry | |

' 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


Details | Free verse | |

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.


Details | Free verse | |

Invitation To Dance

Invitation to dance
Dance, so slowly dance
Test, touch, tease 
The toe, ball of the foot
Inviting dance floor
An invitation to dream
An invitation to dance

Come, watch,
The rhythm beat
Once – twice, repeat
From foot to leg
So gently float
Like a heartbeat
One–two
I know you
Entwined with me
A pair in step
Do glide
Supreme twist and turn
One–two, one–two

Now hear the drum, 
The cymbal beat
Beat, beat, join in 
Love’s rhythm dance
Our hormones’ vibes
Glisten in our eyes
Turned on – turned on
One–two, one-two

Our bodies bend and blend
Like lulling, repeating waves
In unison step
The beat, the move, turn,
gentle turn
Now more succinct
Now more distinct
Couples rejoice, graceful
Now getting bolder
Ra-ta-ta, ra-ta-ta
One-two, one-two

Listen, listen,
Watch, watch,
Bedazzled, amazed
The rhythm of the human race
The feel, the feet
Totally immersed
Adventurous beat
And dancing feet again

Alas, alas
The music slows
So sexy, sensual
Only the dancer knows
Slower dip, dip
And up, tip top turn
Desire, yearn
The dance of dances ends
               -


Details | Light Poetry | |

' 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 ….


Details | Ballad | |

Hoochie Koochie Bop

It all starts when you walk in the door 
Men hoot and holler as you enter the floor 
Your body shakin' in all the right places 
As you look around you see the looks on the men's faces 
The music and the electricity have you pumped, you just can't stop 
You show the crowd how to Hoochie Koochie Bop 
Another hottie comes out to show you up 
You both compete to see who has the better stuff 
The gyrations, all the steamy moves 
Another hot mama enters the floor, she is well into the groove 
The crowd goes wild as a man grabs your waist 
You tell him I'm the candy you will never taste 
He asks what does it take to get what you've got 
You tell him to get off the floor, you can't Hoochie Koochie Bop 
A female approaches you and grabs your hand 
Something about this seems right, she understands 
She smiles at you, you smile right back 
You know she is only after one thing, that's a fact 
She wants to take you to her penthouse loft 
Maybe it's time for a one on one Hoochie Koochie Bop 
The dance floor feels so good, so right 
You tell her to go, you want to dance all night 
A couple more shots of tequila will do the trick 
You want to slow down, things are moving too quick 
You are flawless on the floor, no one will mock 
You are the master of the Hoochie koochie Bop 


Details | I do not know? | |

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!


Details | Rhyme | |

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.


Details | Rhyme | |

Scandalous Thoughts

A party in 1863
A girl about to wonder
A young naïve unruly thing
Scandalously ponders.

Weaving in and out of sight of contemplations weary light
A sort of fun majestic flight that sooths the hungry appetite

Allowing such a naughty thing
Would surely be a bandit
Too much fun would spoil the rules
An exercise too candid.

She sings and starts a merry dance to wondrous a circumstance
It’s miracle a dazzling trance to tempting to a rigid stance

Imagine old and grumpy men
All standing in a circle
Too proud to take a lady’s hand
Would surely be a Mir’cle

Beyond the real she soon collides within a societal divide
To let the morays soon subside a feeling they won’t soon deny

They gasp in their deliverance
To see a lady sway
Too devious to behold
Too hard to look away

But now is not the time for this a memory they would soon dismiss
This sort of ‘havior can’t exist you’ll have to settle for a kiss.

So there you have it as it was
Before we all were born
Today a girl can dance all day
And barely be adorned.