Best Trip The Light Fantastic Poems

It was a nice romance, she loved to dance 
 to the music's beat, but I had two left feet
 The circumstance made us take a chance
 And we enrolled for ballroom lessons.. (sweet)

 I gave it a try and by and by
 I began...

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Crepuscle beamed, descried at the telluric cyan orb
Dusk devoured auric daystar as lambency was absorbed
Sun's verve, twinkle immersed by the lil' murk
Permeate the newfangled burst of wavering lights in the skylark
Stupefied by the wondrous jaw-dropping milieu
Quadrilateral lunar satellite came into being ... it's true
Moonlight in...

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Getting along together
Dancing that same old dance
But you’ve forgotten the steps
So now what
Is this my new lot
You have changed
And I changed to be content 
with you
Working the dynamic 
Keeping up the merriment 
Breaking in the fantasy 
Fostering a brand spanking new way to play
Becoming rather...

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Music leaps from open windows,
gliding down steamy summer rays.
The notes have loud mouths, shouting 
out bold, rude barbs of reality.
Hip-hop, rap, heavy metal, all crash...
clanging onto the pavement below, then
flip-flop like a wounded bird.
Dancers trip the light fantastic,
cyclonic feet never stumbling,
shuffling along chalk-marred sidewalks.
Words jumbled...

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Billowing tufts of blue and green
create my peaceful place.
I think my heart has seldom seen
such happiness and grace.

The sky's lit with an amber hue
that guides me on my way.
I trip the light fantastic through
this joyful sunny day.

I'll take a walk into the park.
Or maybe I'll...

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Australian historians, though having penned the tales 
about our nation's bushrangers, who mostly were all males, 
did somehow fail recording facts on one outlandish gang, 
who sneered at all authority and didn't give a hang. 
 
They terrorised the Warrego in Queenslands far south-west, 
despite...

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I can sing a song happy days

I can dance in different ways,

I can write a thousand words

I can shout, so as to be heard,

I can trip the light fantastic

And write a poem that's ekphrasis,

I can write a prose or rhyme or two

And spread a message...

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Late nights are a thing of the past
I sleep in the wee small hours 
My partying days are over
I've no more staying powers 

I used to trip the light fantastic  
Imbibe copious amounts of wine 
I would dance until three am 
And the next...

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care to dance mr snowden
i see your lookin so low
enemies at the gate
lookin to deliver death blow

id love to mr putin
your ever so kind
come tango with me
and ill blow your mind

take my hand then mr snowden
we shall dance into the dark
come come now we must...

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Sophia's ABC Masquerade Ball

A masquerade ball of wisdom’s wisdom in a wink and a smile
Blessings in disguise –uncovered - not hidden in plain sight
Costume ball for aha moments comfortable in their own skin
Dancing discernments so light on their feet – dancing on air -
Elegant eloquence...

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Twice has been enough

Twice, I would have loved to dance across the threshold
of reality – first time - with a Polish Princess, 
who captivated my mind, captured my heart.
Twice, I would have loved to dance across the threshold
of reality – second time – with a...

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Would you dance
 if the music played long and loud enough?

Take my hand and spin round the floor
 looking back at life experiences excited and bored,
short, happy, sad and all too brief,
 time steals away moments like a thief
but you and I, we could dance
...

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I'd travel the world
  Trip the light fantastic
Spend quality time with my family
  My schedule, so elastic

Brush up on my reading
  Start a garden, plant seedlings
Exercise daily, religiously
  Attend prayer services regularly

Well, retirement's come and I must say
  Things haven't...

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I saw you yesterday you know
You had your arm around her
It seems you set her eyes aglow
I guess you're glad you found her

While I am feeling every blow
You trip the light fantastic
Life isn't fair-that much I know
But this is pretty drastic

My anger surfaces again
I turn...

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“I can hear my muse whispering tenderly in my ear. There is a story that wants to be told, and I'm merely its chosen vessel.”
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