Best Tangoing Poems
Fly me to the moon
And let me play the stringed tunes,
The nod-nod head of a lover’s hoot
Let me dance among the stars
The tap-tap feet of a chivalrous heart...
When my gaze beheld you-my spouse
In our heart true passions doused
Draped like silk, a face with love soused
A new home in you I found.
I saw in you a beautiful wife
A flashy rectitude that brought new life,
That ravished me with sapphire eyes so fine
Fitted in your pearl socket, not of swine
You have triggered the jubilee of sunshine valentine
Now torch me with the kisses of your lip so bright
And swing me with the noontide delight I delight
Tangoing the tango of moonlight
I woo you with a honey tongue
Like silly doves we coo this carol song
In the sonority of your voice is compassion
Borne in a roomy heart for sacred fun.
… Fly us to the (honey) moon
Play us the bedroom tunes
In a solitary nook,
Let’s twirl this ballet as David in jolly mood
And wreathe in celestial honeymoon cocoon.
Prince Agba.
Dedicated to those who are facing diverse marital squalls in their homes, may God
mend your broken hearts and homes.
Categories:
tangoing, dedication, devotion, friendship, husband,
Form:
Romanticism
Golden sunlight rays
Dancing on aqua blue sea
Tangoing on the water
Seductive glimmer
Moving harmoniously
Nature's beauty captivates
09~18~14
Contest: Choka Me
Sponsor Dr Ram Mehta
Structure 5,7,7,5,7,7
~awarded 2nd place ~
Categories:
tangoing, nature, sun, water,
Form:
Choka
A vestige lingers of my sweet Ginger sharing the treasure of What color is love?
Springtide fell according
Affliction bred
Tending a foundation; no longer perceived
Flailing in an undertow between the realms of fragmented desires while desperately yearning to reunite with what can never be
Convoluted tattoos pierced my being.
Tangled in encompassed departures - aspirations drowned
Wading no more-
Restraining from feverishly Tangoing in a bog-
Thus fluidly dodging the precursors and ancestry of my youth- they are not meant to be disturbed - nor used as weapons; subjectively or furnished by a barb
Incidentally, the capacities of experiences led to my vanguard, emerging through a pool of quicksilver,
accompanied with a tender disposition, united, benign and liberated
Categories:
tangoing, change, deep, desire, growing
Form:
Verse
Dreaming of creamsicle
vanilla and orange swirls
My tongue is swimming,
diving into the delectable
spoonfuls of tangoing
flavors of joy-bursting “ahh.”
Better yet - creamsicle milkshake,
that goes straight to the mind
with “oohs” and “ahhs.”
It’s only a dream. A tribute.
Only one spoonful -
it, sits on my tongue,
cold and dangerous,
then the current takes it in
like a sin. Sinful not
to lavish one bite.
10/11/2022
Categories:
tangoing, food,
Form:
Free verse
I combed cool waters of your baby blue
crystalline Jewel as you waded waterfall
waves washing my stellar rainbow rays
arching it melted into the warm womb
of transducing tangoing Earth
Her Violet Flame devoured us both
as nectared dewdrops to fuel the fire
our soma swirling into ecstatic orange
oxytocined crane flowers whispering
wisdoms to a hundred yellow butterflies
fluttering and flirting
They circled a sunken Atlantean apex
atop where you ruled anew with Baconian
brown locks surrounded by sirens serving
savoury silver sardines, oolite oyster shells
sang solos as dolphins dived, oceanic mouthed
In Ancient Egypt you followed my runcinate
rulings or indigo sorrow siglums, sighing
becoming slimmed seeker who served
Thoth well whilst wreathing my wounded
worthiness and fallow fallopian tubes
at pyramidal plumed midnight hour
In our Grecian lifetime you draped alabaster
urns lighting my marble mantelpiece
I watched breath enter your nebulae nostrils
as you crafted provincial proverbs instructing
slaves to whiten your garb with lemons from
our sculpted garden
On lavender Celtic hills we exchanged kilts
not knowing whose waist was whose
barefoot we flaunted sleek sharp sapphire
studded swords dancing necessary wild wars
Who remembered and who forgot
where in ether our nestling niche napped
as games of betrayal, fear or doubt
doubled into involuting circles and spirals
each tried to neck THE VOID as naked
excuse for not excavating heaving Heart
How much escaping, escapades, evolutionary
clocks cloak our cusps or cues or custard
synchronicities
how many summer summit starlings must
seek to sing of sorrow or of wolves, withering
willows, watermelons on this Planet of
coloured curriculums
holding dear our distinctive designs where
lacy lament is but another aperture into Space
I seek not to know !
Categories:
tangoing, allegory, blue, color, deep,
Form:
Free verse
The sky is blue with music beats
The stars are smiling in the east
The moon is tangoing with me
And the trees are waving their leaves
The lilies are swaying in the wind
The birds are flapping their wings
The sun is standing still
For the birth of a unique Prince
The duck is cooing a coo
The drum is booming with boom
The bell is jingling melody tunes
For the dancing shoe in jolly mood
Every teeth is stable, dappled with babble
To dandle and staple the victuals rounding the table
No squabbles to dabble or dangle
This fable is not a parable to scrabble
The world is now at ease
In my mother’s little arm with peace,
That is crooning a lullaby
For her newborn baby
Now that a diamond is in the sky
My mother is no longer shy
She could join the laughter of the night
For the birth of a new life
I’m a newborn baby today
Starting life afresh, again
The smiles on a baby’s face anyway
Is an anthem, enough for a happy birthday.
HURRAY!
Categories:
tangoing, anniversary, devotion, happiness, inspirational,
Form:
Personification
Tangoing with you
Is just not quite as good as
Entangling you
image 5
Categories:
tangoing, dance, romance, sexy,
Form:
Haiku
Silver tangoing with the shadows of thought
Light of a thousand stars sparkling winks
One beauty of a light explodes before the eyes
Batting lids fall as wings upon a vision swoop
Taking the heart away into a realm filled with joy
Inside airs in song sings within echo bounces
Soulful dreams come alive faraway distant memories
Landing squarely upon golden sandy beaches
We walked as one into paradise's shore
Freedom danced in the wild Atlantic waves
On each ripple comes a reflection kiss moon dances
Holding hands away from darkness sealed precious with love
Categories:
tangoing, angel, beautiful, beauty, blessing,
Form:
Terza Rima
looking into love your eyes
there's nowhere left in this world
I would rather be at this minute
Time stands still
Straying into a dream gem
bringing joy sighs to the heart
held captivated in a moment
Whispering
Happiness kisses your soul
can I be the light inside
your dark spaces dancing brightly night
One spirit
Silver shadows tangoing
together holding hands deep
footprints remain beautiful with you
Categories:
tangoing, beautiful, beauty, blessing, dream,
Form:
Free verse
sordid floors
dark paths
lily scented nights
crispy country air
crackling fireplaces
shadows under the moon
sounds of the night
silence in the dark
mingling
tangoing
in perfect pitch
the harmonious beat
of intoxicating drums
the twirling dance
of dizzying
village
love
Categories:
tangoing, adventure, cute love, funny
Form:
Free verse
I am asleep when you entered the mind
walking into this dream awakening from behind clouds
the fragrance of thoughts captivate an inner vision
Dancing upon whispers began the soul's tangoing inside
an artistic expression appears behind the mirrors
mysteriously alluring captured within a heartbeat
Forever dazzling most radiantly dressed starlight beauty
Categories:
tangoing, beauty, dance, deep, dream,
Form:
Free verse
THE JOYS OF OUR MOTHER
Before Eko learn how to pronounce his name,
Let him learn to brother his brothers
And the older brothers from broader brother too.
For this is the way of the soldier-ants
Who will never bid a bleeding brother by the border.
Right from 1914
When our mothers bled out tears from their pristine vagina,
Till the early sixties
When our big uncles
fought a viscous battle with the European battalions
To ensure our liberty;
We've been here tangoing.
And now, let the dance continue
And the music knows no stop.
For together, we drank the frowzy portion from Nigeria
When the 'Long-Noses' sell their language to us.
Oh! I'll keep calling my brother's name with it
And my brothers, mine.
The warm-fuzzies of drinking in this jorum
Shall be; when a load is to be carried,
The whole fingers lend in their strength.
The broom never sweep with a stick.
The soldier-ants never barricade with just a soldier
So, when I answer my brother's name
And he answers mine too,
Mother will nod from her grave
"These are my sons".
And our voice shall pierce through the desert wind
To take our message to gods who feed on children skull.
Categories:
tangoing, africa, allegory,
Form:
Ode
This teetotaler turns to tea
torquing temptation
towards tippling
thankfully, though
that tremendous tugging
teasing tendency thirst trumped,
thru teaching this totally tubular
toothless titular Texan thuggish tyrant
(titled Tsar Terry Troutman)
transcendental theology
tenets taught transferring
torpedoing, taming threatening
titanic tsunami tempest
tastefully tickling temperance
testing trying taut tenacity
together teaming (troika)
triumvirate torchbearers
transsexual therapist
(Tony the tiger)
tough trailblazer theoretician
toady treacly Tory
(Tommy Two Tone),
thence thirdly Theodore
"Tornado" Tornetta)
themselves trained to tamp
twerking tremens triggers,
their tripartite treatment told
tattooing thorny transforming
took this then truant teenage turtle
through time traveling
to those truant tumultuous tragic,
toxic, tipsy twitchy, touchy, tetchy
typhoon terrible two times two
times two times two tantrum
throwing, thieving, threatening
taxing textured teen tinder times -
tossing, tilting, taking tankful tolled
throaty, thoroughly,
thickly telltale temblor
toured terrible tournament
testing taupe tumbling termagant (Thaddeus)
tangling (Tangoing) tiny Timothy,
the treacherous tarantula
tying tussling travail – tata!
Categories:
tangoing, 11th grade, 12th grade,
Form:
Free verse
September's wind is most winsome today.
See the lovliest of lilacs and lillies sway ?
See the daintiest of daisies dance away ?
See the tangoing tulips seductive at play?
See them now, beckoning you?
Hear the lissome buttercups rejoice?
Hear the lucid charm in their voice?
Hear the lithe of the Myrtle tree?
Hear them now , whispering to you?
Copyright McCuen 2008
Categories:
tangoing, children, nature
Form:
Personification
Taking Today's Tumblerful Tea Time
This teetotaler turns to tea
torquing temptation
towards tippling
thankfully, though
that tremendous tugging
teasing tendency thirst trumped,
thru teaching this totally tubular
toothless titular Texan thuggish tyrant
(titled Tsar Terry Troutman)
transcendental theology
tenets taught transferring
torpedoing, taming threatening
titanic tsunami tempest
tastefully tickling temperance
testing trying taut tenacity
together teaming (troika)
triumvirate torchbearers
transsexual therapist
(Tony the tiger)
tough trailblazer theoretician
toady treacly Tory
(Tommy Two Tone),
thence thirdly Theodore
"Tornado" Tornetta)
themselves trained to tamp
twerking tremens triggers,
their tripartite treatment told
tattooing thorny transforming
took this then truant teenage turtle
through time traveling
to those truant tumultuous tragic,
toxic, tipsy twitchy, touchy, tetchy
typhoon terrible two times two
times two times two tantrum
throwing, thieving, threatening
taxing textured teen tinder times -
tossing, tilting, taking tankful tolled
throaty, thoroughly,
thickly telltale temblor
toured terrible tournament
testing taupe tumbling termagant (Thaddeus)
tangling (Tangoing) tiny Timothy,
the treacherous tarantula
tying tussling travail – tata!
Categories:
tangoing, 12th grade, adventure, appreciation,
Form:
Free verse