Dance Aubade Poems

A night like no other...

Oh, for the holy night alone in a town where even
the law rests, and thieves do not break out of prison
Oh,...

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Who will you dance for little puppet
Who will take you by the hand

Direct the music lay out the steps
As you traverse this arid land

A mind...

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Between grains of ancient fine sand
desert roses hidden from sight—
Colourful, exquisitely fanned.
They formed in darkness; pressure shaped.
Each perfect corolla agape
in floral whorl of sharp crescents;
fluorescent...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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The healer

Do you remember the night when?
The floodlight came on as we sat by the riverside?
You said you loved me and I quickly said ditto,
A...

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the distant sound
is menacing
trickled down
 the worm hole
hardest part
remembering
the purple
in a circle

smoke in the light
my malty drink
has flattened
i felt great
yet blurry
as the night
had happened

 sunset...

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Wind Dancer
poem
Lionel Derbyshire

Blessed is the morning new
My eyes delight at the dew
Through my window light
I gaze at the sight
Of the morning glory
The willow tree sways...

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Sky earthworms are often prevalent at this particular time of year for grassland gremlins grab graphically and a left handed leprechaun in a spiralling dive...

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What “ matters” matter?
the why of things, the how?
If I spoke in an enlightened manner, 
would you be convinced of my meaning?
Women cry out like...

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The sanctimonious issue of a fishing party at a marina is a square not a circle. But rhinos doing a ballet performance is akin to...

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“What was it all about Alfie?”

Yes, there was a time I didn`t think
of a woman’s feeling they were an object 
only of my desires.
Then love...

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A miniscule minotaur is a mini mayhem by the way. In a catacomb place ones feet in a small bowl then look in the mirror...

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A chandelier constructed from potpourri is not very clever is it. Yes, the smell would waft through the air but a fortress could contain a...

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The fabric of my flesh,
Once pure as a wedding dress
Is stained with intoxicating venom
From your love bites.
Thin red threads dance along my back,
Spun by nails...

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