Best Recital Poems

Good evening Ladies 
May I say, I am honored and privileged
As this is the first ever time
I have read in front of a woman’s only group
And a fine group of bovine beauties you are

I truly hope you have enjoyed dinner
The poetry portion of your evening...

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When her presence trod the oak-hewn boards,
barefoot on the bees wax, lyrical on the shine,
the cypress calm coughed ruffle of her dress,
soaking slapped applause, her heart raged saturnine.
Thus before the altar of the grand,
when silence fell the expectation soared,
precisely correlated to the bated through,
cut musical...

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Recital / free verse / Pride

Expectation rushes in
As her silent walk begins
All eyes staring
Watching for a hint of emotion
But none revealed
As she takes her place among the muses

No one breathes as her studious eyes
Examine the two-dimensional codes
Then silence breaks
As both hands spring into fantastical dance
On...

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an attentive passerby can hear the full bloom raucous
gardens have been awakened by the iridescent sun
tulip orchids, with their gray-green leaves of glaucous
heed to chimes of silver and blue bells, rivalry has begun

in full flower, cherry blossoms bask in their self-satisfied beauty
exotic birds of paradise...

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Fertilizing rhymes,
Buzzing couplets in the Spring:
Pollinated verse....

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monorhymed quintet

Aunty Karen, what is this?
A guitar, my little miss,
this is how you play, sweet sis.
Her music makes both dogs hiss;
but to Ella, it is bliss.


written 30 March 2016...

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Lone tree takes the field,
Spotlighted by golden rays:
Evening theatre....

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A low surge of words,
In mellifluous cadence:
Aquatic concert....

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Jack Frost on his toes
fairies dressed in white tutus
snowflake pirouettes...

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Expectation rushes in
as her silent walk begins
All eyes staring,
watching for a hint of emotion,
but none revealed
as she takes her place among the muses

No one breathes as her studious eyes
examine the two-dimensional codes ...
Then silence breaks
as both hands spring into fantastical dance
on an ever-changing ivory and...

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When my daughter was young
She went to a ballet school
The teacher thought it would be fun
To teach some fathers ballet too

She found all of six of us
Who were willing to take her dare
As long as we promised
That at her recital we would be there

She knew...

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Beneath this sordid stanza's, storm swept night such, eroglyphics ?
Frost upon his warping, window panes; oozing opaques, of blood red crimson's
Bleeding from these burnt sashes crying ashes; screaming amid the rain, Do you really
Know pain while shadows be her world and they all, but turn...

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glass eyes mesmerized
child serenades voice dancing
captive audience...

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Beneath this sordid stanzas storm swept night

Such eroglyphics; frost upon the warping window panes

Oozing opaques of blood red crimson, bleeding from burnt sashes

Crying ashes, screaming amid the rain....

"Do you really know pain," they asked

As the shadows of this world, did all but turn away

Rotting, flesh...

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Cherubic face focused intently on her task
Nervous tongue flicking across dry lips
Her tiny hands leaping across the keys
While her feet dangled above the pedals.

Her tulle-faced dress meticulously sewn
Bright patent leather-strapped shiny sandals
Pink socks with white lace carefully folded over
Long blonde braids secured with small satin...

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