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What Is This Dance?

What is this dance we do?
First you spin me, twirling with delight
Captivated by your attentive gaze
Then you turn your back as I move toward you

So many times we’ve been on this floor
One step forward, two steps back
Movements that confuse a bewildered heart
Often I feel I’m dancing alone

Dancing in the dark
Waiting for a spark

Our bodies once swayed rhythmically
Now we seem to be out of sync
Is our music about to end?
Have you no emotions to share?

Foolish girl, keeps dancing to reach you
Each time I draw near, you back away
And still it seems you want me to stay
For an eternity drawn to a love unrequited

Dancing in the dark
Waiting for a spark 

My dancing shoes I place on a shelf
Along with my dreams, pieces of myself
Perplexed by your desire to continue
Pirouetting toward the unknown

You have always led, as I have followed
Hoping to restore spirits that once soared
Like gazelles across an uneven floor
Leaping, ever leaping toward nothingness

Dancing in the dark
Waiting for a spark
Leaving faded marks
On a dance floor stark 

Copyright © Carolyn Devonshire | Year Posted 2010



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)


:-)

Copyright © Scribbler Of Verses | Year Posted 2013

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De ja vu

Lyrics are timed to music 

Out there - a distant shore I’ve seen your face before It’s De’ja`vu with thoughts of you Then feelings of a loss, come tomorrow Sometime - another place I’ve seen - your smiling face It’s De’ja'vu of thoughts I knew Love is meant to be, not the sorrow I searched, beyond the stars I looked beneath the moon I know JUST KNOW - without a DOUBT My heart - will show me soon Oh way out there - a distant land That’s where - my love began Now De’ja'vu fills thoughts anew So happy again - come tomorrow So far, beyond that star We’ll kiss far beneath the moon I know, without a DOUBT My heart will show me where soon I’m sure, with wings I’ll soar With love, I knew before I’ll spread my wings I’ll learn to fly And never ever again - be broken hearted Oh we can fly with wings on high Then never ever again, we’ll be parted
Synopsis of total De’ja’vu play that these lyrics were composed for: The lives of two lovers was torn apart way back in the 14th century when she was banished. The interference could have caused a Pattern shift of Destiny in the Loom of Time. Could a certain couple be the same star crossed lovers that have searched for each other through many lifetimes over the centuries? A wise mystical character from the bygone era is a keen observer and blames himself for not intervening. He also wonders that since the Earth is the cradle of humanity, would humans have progressed past the cradle in this day and age. Foot note: Ron and I love musical theater. After seeing a disappointing play, he rose to my challenge in regard to the comment he made that he could have written better. The result was De’ja’vu, a Romantic Musical. I wrote the lyrics in collaboration with him, but due to the enormous staging costs the music was never written and we abandoned the project. The lyrics for this piece have been tweaked to ‘La mer’, also known as ‘Beyond the Sea’ and one of my Dad’s favorite songs. (Wish he was here, he would have composed the music) Sorry folks, if and when we find suitable music to the lyrics of the Grand Finale, I’ll post it

Copyright © Maria Williams | Year Posted 2017



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WATCH YOU DANCE - Lyric Man Seren Roberts

Girl, I love to watch you dance 
You move like heaven's breeze 
There's not a boy in this room 
Not looking.. Oh their pleased 
Your velvet voice, like an angel 
Your red lips are hot as the sun 
Your sweet body is perfection 
There's more.. I've just begun

I sway my body to the music beat,
Softly singing a lovers song,
I know that you're trying to be discrete
Not watching me for long.
Others look but they know the score
My eyes are just for you
Heat from my body you can't ignore
It's saying, come close to me, please do.

Touch me, hold me, let your lips meet mine,
Let me melt into your arms
Is it over the wanting time
Can we enjoy being together with no qualms
Let's sway to the music together
Let me croon a lovers tune
We can vow our love is forever
As we dance by the silvery moon.

27/7/2015


Joint write Lyric Man asked for lines to complete his poem.

Copyright © Seren Roberts | Year Posted 2015

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Kiss the Rain


~*~ 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 Sring soft kisses of rain Come dance again.. ~*~

Copyright © Tracie Edwards | Year Posted 2012

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I dance

7 may 2012 4:50 PM



I dance in the sunlight 
I dance in the rain

I dance when I'm happy
I dance when there's pain

Because it frees my soul
And it lets me go
to a higher place
to a higher praise
With You ohhhh with You
that's right

I dance to remember
I dance to forget

I dance in a dream land
I dance in reality 

Because I dance for You 
And You take me there 
to that higher place 
to that higher praise.....with You


Life on Purpose Live it before you lose it! ©2009

Copyright © Bobb Marly | Year Posted 2012

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As We Dance Off To the Moon -- Original Version

   This star shot across the sky, not a wee bit shy,
   as I breathed a sigh on moonlit ground.
   It didn't pause to ask me "Why?"
   When I questioned was it heaven bound.
   It just passed as if to say,
   "Nothing gets in my way.
    I'm lit up and that's O.K.,
    as I dance on past the moon."

   You walk through Central Park, making sparks,
   breaking hearts with every view.
   My dreams ride through the dark,
   somewhere down Park Avenue.
   I'll offer you the ride.
   I no longer wish to hide.
   I want you by my side.
   And then we'll dance off to the moon.

   All along that Milky Way, come what may,
   your eyes array and hold their sight.
   As I search for what to say, to not betray,
   this priceless "Starry Night."
   I'd cut off my one good ear,
   for those three words I wish to hear.
   I just want your love my dear,
   as we dance off to the moon.

   I'm all alone.  Without a stone,
   to call my own, on foreign land.
   I call you on the phone, to hear you moan,
   in a tone, I thought was banned.
   Our universe commands
   that orbits never land.
   There are no one-night stands. 
   So let's dance off to the moon.

   Let's catch that star, in a ragtop car,
   and go so far, out of our way.
   And sing each bar, on my guitar,
   with hearts ajar, enough for us to say.
   "I'll love you for all-time.
    Let's kiss and pantomime.
    No time for one more rhyme.
    Let's dance to the moon."

                     Written:  3/3/17 (and slightly modified on 4/9/17)
        *A new Extended Version of this lyric (with 4 additional stanzas) was 
          posted, in two parts, at PoetrySoup on 4/9/17.

Copyright © Richard Olson | Year Posted 2017

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He Held His Heart For His Chest Was Breaking

Chorus:
He held his heart
For his chest was breaking
She held her head 
Cause her skull was aching
Oh 
What pains our troubled souls
To the point of  disbelief 
Over the edge of killing grief
In an abyss of cold reprieve 

Verse:
He held her tight, 
of fear she would leave him
Sadness grabbed his guilt
With iron grip

(He held his heart
For his chest was breaking)
She held her head 
Cause her skull was aching
Oh 
What pains our troubled souls
In darkness
Oh
To the point of  disbelief 

She held him tight, to dance with him
A waltz of loss
He kissed her hair
For his heart was breaking
She held tight for she was aching
A dance of losing love

Chorus:
          He held his heart
          For his chest was breaking
          She held her head 
          Cause her skull was aching
          Oh 
          What pains our troubled souls
          To the point of  disbelief 
          Over the edge of killing grief
          In an abyss of cold reprieve 

Bridge:
"Let go
Let go, oh, my lovely
For it is time to grant me my freedom
to choose my life in my own selfish way"

Chorus:
          He held his heart
          For his chest was breaking
          She held her head 
          Cause her skull was aching
          Oh 
          What pains our troubled souls
          To the point of  disbelief 
          Over the edge of killing grief
          In an abyss of cold reprieve 

Verse:
"I love you, I do
But life is a cruel fiend
Please be my friend
Though I cannot be here
But love someone else 
I will hold you so dear
I love a man, you love me
How cruel
Please find someone to give
What you need most

You!
My wife, my companion, 
For life
So they said...
They say so much
I hurt everything in you
I love you so"

He held her tight, 
of fear she would leave him
Sadness grabbed his guilt
With iron grip

He held his heart
For his chest was breaking
(She held her head 
Cause her skull was aching)
Oh 
What pains our troubled souls
In darkness
Oh
To the point of  disbelief 

She held him tight, to dance with him
A waltz of loss
He kissed her hair
For his heart was breaking
She held tight for she was aching
A dance of losing love

Chorus:
          He held his heart
          For his chest was breaking
          She held her head 
          Cause her skull was aching
          Oh 
          What pains our troubled souls
          To the point of  disbelief 
          Over the edge of killing grief
          In an abyss of cold reprieve 

***

February 17, 2017

Copyright © Darren White | Year Posted 2017

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Raptor Dance

The sky screams, 
air is thick. 
Seconds like days, 
years 'tween each tick. 

Tit for tat the raptors dance. 
Each step wounds, talons like bayonets.
Earth below quakes at each traded blow. 
Foundations shaken by spat of foes. 

Frosted, frozen, clad in ice.
The world stands still, fear the vice.
The center may boil, but winter-wrapped still 
She cannot reach out, no pow'r to stop the kill. 

Alas, Earth stands back and wills done be the fray.
Final thundering shrill shrieks, 'tis gone for today. 

The scars still remain, 
Unbeknownst to they that tread. 
Earth still feels the pain, 
Still feels gelid winter's dread.

Copyright © Jonathan J. | Year Posted 2014

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Moon Dance

The waves slide over the shore
Leaving tiny, squiggly trails
The moon and sun battle for the sky
And the big, bright moon prevails.
The beach is shrouded in darkness
Dimmly lit by only one light
That dances through the undertow
Marching its way through the plight.
A stencil of gray laces the sky
Creating a vision of death
Slowly overcoming the shore
'Til it takes its last breath.
The ocean itself which had once held
So much life in its depths
Has become drowned in its own contents
It is meeting its own death.
A storm lashes its way
Solmnly across the sky
To make room for what will unleash
That will cause the very moon to cry.
Dancing and waltzing across the shore,
The moon sadly turns away
She can't bear to see her ocean like this
And witness it going astray.
With one, final, swift motion, 
She casts her love out to sea
The love she held deeply for her ocean
The world, and all her countries.
She makes her way back to where she belongs
And lets the sun take over the sky
I didn't, in all my years,
Think I would ever see the moon cry.
But she shed those tears so bravely
And dried them so nonchalant
She turned and made her way back to the sky 
Like it was something she could never want.
The moon had lost the battle
And, defeated, began to fade away
Then the sun began to dance, too
To celebrate a brand-new day.



 









Copyright © Kristen Wilson | Year Posted 2006

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Stepping out of time

Stepping out of time

I tried to make you jealous
As it slowly broke my heart
Every time the music played
it tore my soul apart

As I walked in the room
I put on my biggest smile
The love songs I wished were ours
played on the DJ,s dial

The music had a sultry beat
the night had a subtle glow
Strong hands held me oh so close
Yet it was you're love I wished to know

All the time I danced with him
You coulda tapped his shoulder
I tried so hard to make you jealous
in hopes it would make you bolder

But step by step you walked away
with each step it broke my heart
every beat that the music played
slowly ripped my soul apart

He expressed words I wished were yours
beautiful words whispered in my ear
Yet as we circled round the room
it was only you I wanted near

My thoughts of you they lingered
with each song I slowly died
I longed for your familiar hands
if only you had tried

I wanted to make you jealous
Step by step you walked away
my strategy it backfired
I wish I could reclaim yesterday!


Chuck Melugin wrote a piece titled "One Song at a Time" that I quite enjoyed. I thought what if like most men we don't have a clue what is going through a woman's mind. So I wrote this piece from the woman's perspective. Ladies, I hope I have done okay here. Chuck I hope I have not been to bold by expanding on your amazing write. 



Copyright © Richard Lamoureux | Year Posted 2017

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Why


Why

Verse:

Why is he talking to her, with that look on his face, what’s he saying
He’s been sitting there staring into her eyes all night long
Now he’s taking her hand, leading her out on the dance floor
Why is he dancing with her, while they’re playing our song?

Chorus:

Why is he dancing with her while they’re playing,
a song we call our own?
Can’t he hear my heart its breaking,
I’ve never felt so alone?
Why does he have to be so happy, 
when I feel that I don’t belong?
Why is he dancing with her 
while they’re playing our song?

Verse:

What is he saying to her as they’re moving to the music?
Reminding me of a love we held for so long
What does he feel when he holds her there on the dance floor?
Why is he dancing with her, while they’re playing our song?

Repeat Chorus:


Bridge:

It hard to keep it together
When you’re falling apart
It hurts to hear the music
When he’s breaking my heart

Repeat Chorus:

Copyright © Chris Green | Year Posted 2017

Details | Light Poetry |

RAINBOW

                                                 she and who                                           
                                             amazing lady you .
                                      as you have never been 
                                      like him has never seen 
                                         and no one will know .

                                         at the night at the sea 
                                       when there you will be ..
                                      in the wind you and who ,

                                        you dance in the wind 
                                     when the start never end ,
                                      with  the waves both flow 

                                      water me and the buds ,
                                   teach the buds how to grow..

                                     drop me back to the rain ..
                                   keep with you the love chain
                                      then back me to the bow...

                                      the amazing one are you

                                      your words like the touch ,
                                       your touch like the  dew,

                                     keep on singing every day .
                                      toward you open the way ,
                                      let the feeling ..let it glow...

                                   keep on raising rate of beats ..
                                    and  the snow let me heat  
                                     then the raising keep slow 
                                         broken hearts i treat....

                                    in the breathing let me live ,
                                        let me come ,let me go
                                  and your sadness let you blow..

                               how the chance became dance ,
                                     how the arts of the parts ,
                                     let me see and you show,
                                      god creation ,god draw,

                       no one has ever seen like you and who,
                                         words from the heart ...
                                     from the feeling i will sew

                                     the wondrous one are you.



Copyright © hana dru | Year Posted 2007

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Find Me In The Lyrics

Shadows seeking solitude
sunlight filters fleeting dream
soft endless kisses
are more real than they seem

Awake but still in the stillness
missing moments long past
through stained glass windows
smiles seldom forever last

Dusty records skipping with 
every floor board squeak
dancing my way ever closer
nearer your soul  to peek

In bits of laughter loved
from the orchard dripped
ripe hints of heaven
I ungracefully tripped

Broken arrows slightly felt
but deflected just enough
where pain laid low
magically I remained tough

Lost and found but still around
hidden in the lyrics down low
under guise of star struck eyes
the whispers still somehow show

Dusty records skipping with 
every floor board squeak
dancing my way ever closer
nearer your soul  to peek

Falling in deep  a sweet melody
when you're ready   I'll be
awaiting upon your dance floor
for you   to fall into me

Waltzing slowly  
uninterrupted
just you
just me

Copyright © Tim Smith | Year Posted 2016

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I saw you dance

I saw you dance.
I saw you, tilting your gracious body rightly
To every direction given by the beat.
I saw you, twisting your gentle body in step
With every instruction from the reign of the song.
I saw you, wiggling your soft waist,
Circling it to send wind to wipe my sweat of
surprises.
I saw you, whining against the watching wind
Like a yam stem around the stake.

I saw you dance.
I witnessed your steps, rooted deeply in the heart
of the music,
And still here in my heart, I feel them.
I heard your voice, sonorous like Angel's,
And still here in me, there's a whirlwind of
ecstasy
From its wondrous work.

I saw you dance
I beheld your magical style.
Then, I resigned there are more to your beauty
than what you've fed me with.

Copyright © Ijalana Afolabi | Year Posted 2017

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Moonshine Bottle

Sitt'n and sipp'n on a PBR Right hand pick'n on a steel guitar The boy's roll up, say it's time to go Gonna drive all night to see one more show -- - - - - - - Gotta stop in town gonna grab my girl Hit that dance floor with spinning twirl Bebop bopp'n with a stand-up bass Count'n my steps, baby, just in case -- - - -- - - - Take'n a break with a jack and coke Saw another sweet honey, she was tugg'n my coat She pulled me out and across that floor Ten seconds later we out the back door - -- -- - - - - - - Drink'n moonshine whiskey from a mason jar Stolen from the trunk of her daddy's black car Heads bobb'n with the drummers beat Feel my toes tapp'n gotta move my feet - - - -- -- - - - Back inside I saw my girl Look on her face, man she was really sore I gave her a drink from the mason jar She loved me all night in the back of that car.
- -- - - - - - - - - Listening to some Rockabilly music. "Pass the Bottle" by The Devil's Daughters...couldn't help myself.

Copyright © James Andersen | Year Posted 2017

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May I Have This Dance


Emerald eyes that hypnotize Softly swaying in rhythmic rhyme Within a subtle glance she dips And moves about the crowd As music spills to fill the room A wondrous flower indeed has bloomed And in a breath A single sigh With confidence climbing high I fold my hands and saunter on To give it one more try

Copyright © Rick Parise | Year Posted 2017

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As We Dance Off To the Moon - Extended Version - PART TWO

   Let's catch that star, in a ragtop car,
   and go so far, out of our way.
   And sing each bar, on my guitar,
   with hearts ajar, enough for us to say.
   "I'll love you for all-time.
    Let's kiss and pantomime.
    No time for one more rhyme.
    Let's dance to the moon."

         *Part One was posted first (a little earlier on 4/9/17).
           The original version of this lyric was written, and posted, on 3/3/17.
           Stanzas 4, 5, and 6 were written on 3/29/17.  Stanza 8 was written
           today.  When I wrote the original version, I had written the first three
           stanzas only to find myself stuck.  I then imagined famous singers from
           various genres singing the words I had already written, hoping to find
           the perfect fit.  And then I found him.  Tony Bennett.  With his voice 
           in my head, the 4th and 5th stanzas practically wrote themselves.  
           I tried to tap back into his voice, when I added the other 4 stanzas.
           I hope I was successful.  At any rate, thank you Mr. Bennett, wherever 
           you are.....                     
                                                   4/9/17 

Copyright © Richard Olson | Year Posted 2017

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Moonbeam Tango

  We tango on moonbeam's glow
  to the rhythm of a starry sky
  a fox-trot in indigo
   and off we float like butterflies

 Though our feet never leave the ground
 we waltz by Venus  up above
 The rhythm of our hearts have found
  The melody of love ~

 6/27/17
  
 
 
  
 

Copyright © Joseph May | Year Posted 2017

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he is leaving home

                            
                  In great respect of the band I grew up listening to
                       as sure as Mom passed down Saturday Chores 
                      for I had been chosen to scrub bathroom floors `

                    Yet a familiar sound would bring me to keep scrubbing
                       The red album, The blue album , The White album 
                        Then .. Abbey Road , always remembering the sad look on
                  Ringo's face ,  something hard to understand underneath~
                       
                      I get it now, what you were saying all those years ago ,
                    the many sad lonely tears , secret tears , secret fears 
                    For Maxwell's Hammer was a real one . It wanted silence

                    Going back ..remembering when John Lennon died 
                      I was in Arkansas saddened with the world .
                      Then seeing his face saying " Drag isn't it " 
                      No .. this was not my hero in music and song .

                      he was a stand in hired William , he filled his shoes 
                      bringing diversity to create so much beautiful music from loss

                       One left standing , alone;; grief struck on back cover ~
                       The other identity hidden, tried to be part of ..coming together
                                                                                                                                                                        
                            his  world of secrets
                        He to suffers today , in fear , Faul~
                       
                        Too many years gone by .let us tell the Truth. Let us be free
                         The very sad long and winding Road ~
                         Let us Bury our real Paul. 

                         No more " Mystery tour "
                             No more fear 
                                Let him be in peace ~


           Inspired by " The Last Testament of George Harrison , Is Paul Dead ? "

                





Copyright © Shanity Rain | Year Posted 2013

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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

Copyright © Robin L. Gass | Year Posted 2009

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Cowgirl Hat Song on CD

She has a cowgirl hat and a set of spurs,
And sometimes she's as gentle as a cat that purrs,
Imagine that....she's my way with words,
And her and I together'd tame a buffalo herd,

Yea! she's the cats meow...can make a racehorse nicker,
Make a wolf pack howl...when our hearts are gettin' quicker,
When we go downtown to dance and drink some liquor,
We get unwound..meet friends...the mood gets thicker,

Imagine that  and also this,
I can't resist her country cowgirl kiss,
And that is that and this is this,
She can't resist this country cowboys kiss,

Yea! she's the cats meow....can make a racehorse nicker,
Make a wolf pack howl...when our hearts are gettin' quicker,
When we go downtown to dance and drink some liquor,
We enjoy the sounds of those drums and guitar pickers.

And that is that...along with this,
I can't resist her country cowgirl kiss,
Imagine that...she's my way with words..
Yea! her and I together'd tame a buffalo herd,
Yea! her and I together'd tame a buffalo herd,
My baby has a cowgirl hat......Imagine that!!

Copyright © Lawrence Ingle | Year Posted 2008

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Women's Traditional Dance—Oneida Nation

The sun receded quietly on a relaxing siesta, as 
Calm clouds of the mid-afternoon smiled henced,
The beat of the drums provideth dancing rhythm
As she moved in pure elegance with harmony, to
A style of danced buoyantly bouncing in melody.

Crafted beadworks accented her warmth charm,
Under her delicately brown-jeweled moccasins
The grass provideth such a natural cushion,
As Angular unique flexings of her gentle knees
Resonated like an eagle’s stealthy landing

Quietly in its nests with an eye on a nice prize.
She tingled as the sound of bells jingled
Sending pure melodic rhythm to ears—many!
Whilst she turned in an elegantly slow motion
Fringes from her shawl swayed air of warmth.

The balls of her feet moved in slight degrees as
Her heels touched Mother Earth softly in harmony,
She smiled as the judges watched intently. Like
A graceful dove she floated with precision—uniquely!
Her buckskin regalia trimmings—so singed softly!

As she danced in the sunset evening's twilight;
She created an energetic circle of life’s fire
Yet, never raised her ceremonial feathered fan,
Whilst in clear focus emerged from the dance
Regal styles of proud cultural Native heritage 

A contrastingly exquisite fine female figure 
Arousing sights in the soft evening’s twilight,
Dispelling the uncertainly to even look twice,
Elegantly noble and much marvelously nice:
She was naturally—First Woman!

~~~~~~~~~**********~~*~~~~~~~~~

Written During Oneida Nation Annual 2010
Independence Weekend Pow-wow Celebration
Host Drummers – Bear Creek
Oneida, Wisconsin, Bordering Green Bay

~~~~~~~~~**~~*********~~~~~~~~~

Won Honorable Mentioned Prize
Images Contest
Sponsored by Frank Herrera
7/15/10

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Copyright © Joseph Spence Sr | Year Posted 2010

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Last Night I Dreamt

Last night I dreamt
That the world was all at rest
From vice exempt
Filled with songs of mortals blessed
(Refrain)
And we waltzed to the strains of a song
'Neath the arbour of love and repose
Glad in heart at the absence of wrong
'Mid the lilacs and hedges of rose

Last night I dreamt
That I danced the night away
In some attempt
To hold back the morning's gray 
(Refrain)
And we waltzed to the strains of a song
'Neath the arbour of love and repose
Glad in heart at the absence of wrong
'Mid the lilacs and hedges of rose

Last night I dreamt
Of an arbour filled with light
And then I wept
When it vanished from my sight
(Refrain)
And I've naught but a memory dear
Of the dresses of silk and brocade
Of the moon and the stars shining clear
And the fond wish that I could have stayed


For the contest "Last Night I Dreamt..."
Catagory: Serious
Written 7/29/13

Copyright © Isaiah Zerbst | Year Posted 2013

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Tequila In My Boot An A Lime In My Pocket

In a couple of hours
 another town we'll be stoppin.
  At a big ole country bar
   where we can get the people rockin.
    At least until two
     I know that place will be hoppin.

So I've got tequila in my boot, an a lime in my pocket.

Once those country boys
 start drinking shots, their ain't no stoppin.
  An those nice ole country girls
   get out an dance, we'll be hoppin.
    I know at least until two
     That this big ole bar will be rocking.

So I've got tequila in my boot, an a lime in my pocket.

It's been a couple of hours
 an no one wants the music stoppin.
  At this big ole country bar
   everybody wants to keep a rockin.
    But it's almost now two
     an everybody is still a hoppin.

Going to have to get more tequila for my boot, an another lime for my pocket.

Soon the bar will be closin
 cause after this song we'll be stoppin.
  We had ourselves a good time
   as we kept the people rockin.
    With all the tequila that I drank
     I don't know if I, can continue hoppin.

I guess that's what is due, when ya putting tequila your boot, an a lime in your pocket.



Danny Boy:9-27-13   ©
Contest Name: Another Song Lyric Contest
By Anne Currin 

Copyright © Dan Kearley | Year Posted 2013

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The Pioneer Waltz


Now the wagons rolled out of Missouri,
Heading west on the Oregon Trail,
Through the blizzards and ice-covered mountains,
And the winds, and the rains, and the hail.

We crossed every river and desert,
And we never gave one backward glance,
And if we weren’t too weary each evening,
We’d take out the fiddle and dance.

We’d dance to the Pioneer Waltz, in time,
And the mandolin played right along,
And the children, they clapped, and the old people napped,
And the Pioneer Waltz was our song.

When the heat or the cold overcame us,
Then we pioneers lightened our load,
And we left half our precious belongings
Cast away by the side of the road.

And we sometimes left little wood crosses,
The graves, they were sometimes quite small,
But we finally set foot up in Oregon,
And the music helped us through it all.

Now the years hurried by without warning,
And we pioneers built us a town,
But you can still hear that old fiddle
Now and then, when the sun has gone down.

We dance to the Pioneer Waltz, in time
And the mandolin plays right along, 
The children, they clap, and the old people nap,
And the Pioneer Waltz is our song.

Copyright © Steve Eng | Year Posted 2009

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Music

Music calms the angry heart, its glorious rhythm penetrates the dark, the way I feel when the sound waves seep through my hair, consumes my soul with a suttle stare, my feet so happy, my body enriched with vibrations, my soul so at ease, I'm here for the taking.
 

I play from my experience, I put on a show, my hidden words entangled with the things that I know, smiles surround me, they glance by my feet, their inner beings amazed by my beat.
 

I beat my drums, I play my strings, they show me their affection, this is where I get my wings, they say I can fly, it seems I can soar, my music so perfect, they keep asking for more.
 

I do what I love, and they love what I do, music is my life, I am so happy that I can share it with you.

Copyright © stephanie hanvey | Year Posted 2013

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MUSIC - HAIKU

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

Copyright © humble b | Year Posted 2012

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Revelling in the Rain

 
Revelling  in  the  rain  
That  goes  tapping  on  my  back.
I  twirl,  'am  in  no  haste;
With  a  weedy  leafy  dirndle 
Wrapped  around  my  waist.
I  swing  and  I  sway, 
Drifting  about  in  gay;
Pirouetting  with  the  posies, 
Floating  in  the  pristine  air.
I  dance  with  no  refrain, 
Foot  taps  whispering  with  the  rain.
The  entire  world  stood, 
As  in  a  clearing  in  the  wood; 
With  festoons  of  flowers  and  foliage, 
Them  all  ornating  my  stage.
Till  I  dance  into  the  dawn, 
And  a  grey  and  cloudy  morn; 
Rain  capering  with  me, 
Accompanying  me  for  a  song.


``  

For Charlotte Puddifoot's Contest : "First Poem On Soup"


Copyright © gautami phookan | Year Posted 2011

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Ophelia

From my teenage daze

She was getting down to a guitar groove
She could rock and roll ( boy could she)!!
When her mom and dad raised her
'Bet they broke the mold

She was wearing cool black leather jeans
Just like a second skin
"Said Hi..My names Ophelia!
Wanna take a sawdust spin

Ophelia..asked me to dance
(did it..did it..did it)
That pretty little amber blonde
Put me in a black leather trance

I thought...Girl if you've got a mindset
To give my heart a thrill
Ophelia......Well I think I will!

Then she put her little satin hand in mine
The softest touch I had felt in a long time
I saw magic in her warm brown eyes
If it is really real
She might turn this sawdust into silk

Ophelia...asked me to dance.........



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Copyright © Chuck Melugin | Year Posted 2014