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Last Dance by Darren White
Oh be my heart for me when it stops beating,
My lungs to breathe thin air still far too chill,
My feet to dance the world while I’m still living
As they still want but now no longer will.
Be my two arms and tug me in our tango—
Flamenco palo, wrap your wings around
My lithe frame, chant me our concluding canto
With all the strength in us you somehow found.
Oh sit with me and reminisce those dances…
Pure, perfect passion, smile and lift your head,
Observe illuminated skies above you…
We meet again, we’ll waltz soon in Atlantis.
With you here, there is nothing that I dread,
Do not be sad, this is not an adieu.
May I Have This Dance?
My heart beats a steady rhythm
Gale winds won't take my breath
Your feet on top of mine can dance all ebullient
And if your arms get tired, mine will hold your weight
No wings here-I am mortal
Let our spirits of freedom sate
And soar across the heavens, through the Milky Way
You are a bright lit candle-the flame will not go out
For I am keeper of the lighthouse
Scribing every nuance
Your words shine so, mi Estrella
Living words that sing and sway
Sometimes rhyming, artful placing
Every syllable is etched to stay
So, light the path of your life’s passions
Each word a heartfelt view
Dance for everyone to follow-learn the beauty that is you.
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Spring rain, and I am flat on the lawn:
arms spread, laughing loud.
I create snow angels without snow,
daisies watch with undisguised surprise.
Like the day, I dream in wild red of
strawberries bursting on my tongue;
petal feathers, pure radiance:
sun in sprinklers reflected prismatic rainbow
rain shower painting chromatic arrays
sing the summer colors
painted winter's grey goodbye
fly to the heavens on sunshine rays
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Note the golden morning sun, red and orange, blue aeonian sky
Silver reflections of moonlight cast on dead of night still waters
Window light that shines so bright welcoming you at night
The way your smile reaches all the way up into your eyes
Smell the boulevards rain-washed and bitter-sweet, hot coffee
Spicy, earth-rich pipe smoke and baking chocolate chip cookies
Lovers embrace with musky skin, a dozen roses perfume is heady
That unique scent the very first time inside your brand new Chevy
The good sheets - 600 count - fresh from a hot dryer
Sitting in the window seat basking in the sunlight's heat
Long or short, with every stroke, snuggle-soft is kitten's fur
Favorite faded holey jeans, shoes no one else would wear
Good morning songs from birds nearby, kitten's rumble purr
Soothing rain patters on the roof then booming rolls of thunder
Chirping frogs and bugs in grasses, the chattering leaves in trees
Waves that lap upon the sand, a sexy spoken please
This group of friends who share
with open minds that care
Patiently listening
Always there
may I always be aware.
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Life On The Inside
As the trees whisper words of wisdom,
The wolf lies below and howls,
To the Raven high in branches above,
Their spirits entwined beyond the visible
raven caws from the highest tree
bringing news of the territory
beneath laddered branches green
wolf listens patiently, ready
Across the meadows' silent in night
A lone white owl hunts her prey
The mouse scurries below in crystal snow
No escape for him from her deadly array
Arrow straight, towering tall
with soft evergreen leaves
shelter fur and lofty feather
time tested, giving life to all
See with divine light
Shine on brightly the way
Learn through divine knowledge
Be quiet not, have your say
10~July~2017
For Jan's collaboration contest
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black and white tones
ring together echoes
over two tone photos
scrolling along
memories
colored in remembrance
happenings in sepia
when we were small
imagination animated
claude leading the way
moonlight illuminates
a kaleidescope display
moon shines its silvery
rays, soft music plays
around the room
I will sleep soon
key notes weave harmonies
whipperwill and chickadees
night's sweet lullaby song
gently sings of rest and sleep
last notes fade away
musical dreams in C
eat away sharp edges
I smile in my sleep
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Sitting here next to you and yet so far apart. Watching the winter in all of its pristine white from my window and the sand in my driveway dripping from the car. The crows that perch at the tips of trees and survey their flock activities. And the Christmas tree that stands silently, no lights twinkling, no festive flair, still there. Dreams of laughing little puppies or snuggling little kittens are wisps of wishes hovering at bay. Do we settle for the wishes – faint glimmers which bring a small smile or do we grasp every minute, take action, decide, do what feels right in our hearts and in our minds. Do we keep discovering, exploring and sharing who we are?
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Where Shadows Roam
The space next to the window
dancing darkness on display
shards of life from far away
In the corner sharing shadows
safe haven or safely hidden
from the progress of the sun
thoughts creep in unbidden
Life is slipping slowly
all connections are eroding
time is coming near
end anxiety and fear
Words worm their way in deep
oublietting me from sleep
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Christmas tree, oh Christmas tree
why are you still standing
The days grow long
snow's almost gone
a new season is near to dawning
A snowman smiles or more than one
glittering snowflakes large and small
A new born's festive photograph
a second grade too much older
hand-made creations here and there
a decoration in the eye of the beholder
Tall and strong this tree still stands
holding all these precious memories
It took so long to decorate
each sentimental piece just right in place
It's a shame to take them down again
Sort which goes where
wrap with tissue and care
This ever green tree purchased specifically to annually assemble
loses needles here and branch limbs there with each holiday preamble
As life keeps moving ever on and change is creeping nearer
the Christmas tree still stands, testament to all I hold dear
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Sound currents
invisible caresses
on sensitive skin
resonate
Rays of sunlight
dazzled display
adorns brown curls
radiate
Pirouette whirls
personal cyclone
lifts off
surges up
crests the arc
internal elation
revels in the moment
timeless
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Dark are the voices in my head
Haunting words
Darkness fed
It is a familiar food
Dark chocolate for a better mood
It is my own
This- I'm no good
Nights I'm rolling lolling
Echoes extolling tolling
Can I find an end?
This trend is understood
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