Dance Bible Poems

Tell me
Have you ever felt you could runway
Far away to a secret place
Where time stands still
The hot sun mostly shows its beaming face.

Well come!
Take my...

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 Little ones gone
house gone
husband gone
life gone
dreams discarded
they tell me run along
I leave my homeland with a song

one day
I may be old
I will come back...

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Who was a family show singer,
when her young daughter tried to be a dead ringer.
He brought her to life,
then she became  his wife.

 
Her...

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For few days between the shaking and shattering of my consciousness, 
The soft arms of Silence 
Wrap around my aching torso 
And pretend to soothe...

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I write because I love to write,  
writing for a contest makes me think.  
My imagination and creativity come alive,  
as the...

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In the realm of dreams, where echoes dance,
"Imagination" takes its chance.

Sparkling realms and cosmic hues,
A kaleidoscope of fanciful views.

I soar on whispers of fantasy's breeze,
Through...

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In the tapestry of divine embrace,
Aspect of God, woven with grace.
Indivisible from the cosmic whole,
A presence ensouls, a sacred soul.

Feeble form, ordained to unfold,
On earthly...

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Eternity, a concept vast and wide
A never-ending expanse, where time does not reside
A realm beyond the bounds of mortal sight
Where infinite and forever, take flight

In...

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As I read poetry,  
I love reading the amazing words.  
When breathing in,  
each word comes alive.  
When breathing out, ...

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As a baby we love hearing a sweet lullaby song,  
as teens along comes rock n roll with a gong.  
As I did...

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Look at all the white fluffy snow,
I see Birdie the old black crow.
Mommy can I go out and play,
yes but a coat and hat on...

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The white out doors is covered with fluffy snow, 
the cold winds will swirl and blow.
The pretty flowers in my garden will not grow,
there is...

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Oh, gentle keeper, lay me 'neath the earth's embrace,
Where willow branches whisper tales of grace,
Across the meadows, where daisies gently nod,
To my roots, to my...

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My garden comes alive at night,
many flowers do not bloom by day.
In the middle of the night, 
my garden is in full swing.
The Blue Bells are...

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