Conga Poems - Poems about Conga

... Written: January 17, 2024 _________________________________ Delphic melodies on elysian breeze lustral chorales in amber from spiritual chronicles, seven seas ......Read the rest...

... Devouring wings, my drip is dramatic, Flames ignite tongue, buds sting acrobatic. Capsaicin conga line, thrusts are erratic, Spicy-raised roof, heat hitting the attic. A gourmand adventure,......Read the rest...

...his fingers could play a piano they are long and thin but they like the conga drums, he plays with vim they prance and dance over the head showing off their slim He is the ultimate drummer, Chicag......Read the rest...

... The last organ grinder played a blinder Intending to leave folk a reminder To music upbeat All those in the street Did a conga to “Eye of the Tiger.” It was the close of a splendid c......Read the rest...

...Follow Me Come on, join in, hook onto the end of the conga line! Hands on the hips of one ahead all following along in a snaky, winding, whooping line like a centipede jiggly jiving, ......Read the rest...

...My heartbeats crying i can hear it in my soul Left side of my heart sees my heart crying For the right side is beating love flows the spirit From my heart to my mind I unwind I......Read the rest...

...Bartender Oh Bartender (a stout rendition of O Captain! My Captain! Perfect rhythmic rhyme with tonic when the doth ale). Mine eyes espy the glory per the ending of another work day beckon B......Read the rest...

...Right after lunch I had a hunch I’ll place some words Into a bunch Using rhymes Both far and near In whispered voices None can hear I’d weave them thru Harsh sand and silt Publish them ......Read the rest...

..."La Marque Ultime" In reference to future we have collaberated to bring forth a Union of companies who in the interest of pro Wrestling and Great Entertainment, have United to create ......Read the rest...

...Some call me a contrarian because I shun the Conga Line observe the strange gyrations of a movement serpentine. I stand alone, often dismayed they chide me: “C’mon take a chance.” I dare not ......Read the rest...

...parTA My sweet little gran-mire is 94 Years old. She still works, as the chairwoman of the family trust. You can call her “Godfather.” The “frail old lady” is a humorous disguise she dons to b......Read the rest...

...While careening with Carene, a boogie-woogie with Wanita, wow! Then, a whirl with Pearl, a jiggy jig with Jacqueline. At intervals rhumba with a Rosalie. An experimental ballet with Bonnie, Bob......Read the rest...

...I know it’s coming that urge the pressure to perform on queue a conga line of the incontinent living the Maxwell House dream “good to the last drop”. We wait in shuffling silence knowing that......Read the rest...

...Word Play Lines My main line muse stepped over a line – My confuser got confused off line Rhymes on strike, my pen went dry in a stiff hard line Thesaurus got clean away flying through the pipe......Read the rest...

...There was a place that is no longer It was somewhere between Spain and Tonga People there only lived to dance Until they all fell into a trance Because they had forgotten how to conga......Read the rest...