Best Chorus Line Poems

Paper Doll Chorus Lines
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A gallant moon extends gold fingers to me on the dance floor
as I slip my legs into the chorus line of tall, green grass with...

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I'm Rudolph stuck in traffic, and on this of all the nights,
and up to now my nose has matched each set of traffic lights,
the fat...

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Dot to Dot

. 2 . Point to point
Painting life by the numbers
A moving chorus line of choice
Random patterns spurned
Unbroken pointillism paints a soul’s portrait
In shades...

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Slandered wavelengths
from an old worn out speaker
cracking with each unbalanced bass note
Finding my brain on overload
and a slower heart beat
out of tune 

Static becomes the...

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After a hard day at work I come home
Hear my boy rapping the words to his headphones
Every bleep comes another bleep
As he keeps dancing to...

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it was a chorus line of hollyhocks against a crumbling red brick building
that devastated my poem,
they laid waste to the words you asked me to...

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The sun rises with unrehearsed drama
 as an egrets wings its way gracefully
 across the canal saturated
 with lily pads near to bloom.
 Nearby the...

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Standing at the waters dividing edge....

Watching the sparrows and dragonflies flying by

Spitting into its mirrored reflections amid these 

Shimmering thoughts of being as one; life...

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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...

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Middays muse; with tinseled fingers and what is this, but a mockeries dust amid the wind....

Lost laxus, in its own schematics malignful maze everwinding unto...

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Well I declare!
Gawd, did you hear
the minister just
dyed his hair,
a reddish tint
with purple streaks
to match his flowered
untied “sneaks”.
I do declare!
I saw him there
buying thong-style
underwear,
to match...

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ON THE PLANTING OF TREES

The Chinese say to keep a green tree in your heart
and perhaps a singing bird will come.
Stretching fingertips to the starry...

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Dusty Rain


Puffs of random promise coldly awaken the hope of droughts thirsty ticket holders.
Parched dust joins in pig-like, snout in the trough, dry tongued greeting.

Satiations...

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We drank cheap beer in a rusted out shed.
Buzzing before our 8:00AM English class.
Trying to be cool- to fit with the "Ins."
Instead, were becoming the...

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