I must admit that the old soft shoe was alive and well
in Ireland, the land where tapdancing geese do dwell
the most exuberant dancer was my enthusiastic cousin Nell
She had to be hooked and dragged off the stage, said embarrassed Del.
Henessey the hip hop girl danced rings around the others
Astounding her dance teacher and other girls’ mothers
She is such a show-off said the other girls in her hip hop class.
Her kicks were crazy and wildly exuberant; she broke more than one glass.
We like your enthusiasm, the dance teacher told Henessey
But you have to watch what you are doing with your elbows and knee
Henessey kicked out a window and knocked a vase off a ledge.
The dance teacher refunded their money, asking her to take karate instead.
She ventured limitless miles, creating for herself, beaucoup lifestyles.
She cannot be locked in a sumptuous home, nor in your selfish heart.
It's simply not her way!
But you can find her dancing with daisies with no shoes or socks.
Totally free, she will never follow you down to the sea, any dock.
Happily, paintinng her life’s joyous foray!
Beware, as she will intoxicate you with her mahogany eyes.
With invitations to come and play, always with a sensuous surprise.
Her songs lift the sun at break of day.
Forever blowing sensous, kaleidoscopic bubbles in your direction.
Life is her delight and indeed, total and sweetest confection.
At night she dances in ectasy, as stars come out to play!
1/14/2024
Photo~ Marpessa Dawn,in the movie, “Black Orpheus, “ 1959, directed by French film maket, Marcel Camus. Based on the Greek mythology of Orpheus and Eurydice. Takes oplace in Rio during Carnival! Awesome movie!
summer love
her sun hat in the heather
their joy exuberant
they frolic like puppies
best memory of his life
In profound space deep within fathomless
my private universe I feel in glee,
singular soul shines there as suns countless
within the exuberant galaxy.
In agendaless acuity free
I see the light of divine perception,
illumining the timeless dimension.
Kindled, I rise from the depth of abyss
and on odyssey of resurrection
discover the constellation of bliss.
November 22, 2021
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Contest : Agendaless Exuberance
Sponsor : Unseeking Seeker
Exuberant Light
Selfless rays spring from tonal anagrams
Crystal daybreaks that never know twilight
Released from the pure rhapsody “I Am”
Innocent of intention, free of night,
Nascent from infinity’s essence – light -
Unselfish benediction leaping up
Vitality born in perfection’s cup
Pure spirit, benevolent chivalry,
Enduring present animas closeup,
Crucible, animation’s ministry.
Breathless, lives without infected judgement,
Simply chanted bliss in the present tense
Torrents of chaste delight’s descant descent
Dainty clarity, effervescent zest,
Seeks no return – collects no interest -
Unselfish bounty - Eternal always –
Cascading lambent merriment of praise
No need of sun or moon nativity
Incorruptible abundance ablaze
Light sings everlasting festivity.
11-16-21
Contest: Agendaless Exuberance
Sponsor: Unseeking Seeker
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my vibrant garden
in pure health harmony live
flowers, worms and ants
My puppy is ridiculously excited and exuberant every day.
Wiggling and jiggling with enthusiasm, always ready to play.
Today he is sedately sitting calmly with a butterfly on his nose.
Perfectly still for an odd reason. Do you suppose?
Is he evolved enough to be spiritually aware?
Maybe because he stayed motionless until the monarch was in the air.
My ardent faith in you leading me to your divine pond where I will flap my tiny hands and swim with you to the other shore.
streaks of pleasure rose
as the swimming lesson grows -
swan and little boy
Date of Entry : 10-08-2020
Contest : Haibun - Pick Your Theme Poetry Contest
Sponsor : Line Gauthier
The master of mischief shatters her darling windowpane,
grey-haired ninja lady twists her bulletproof cane.
Oh poor antique walls displeased at this routine,
they groan and wither at what this battle has been.
Granny in her sixties against the kid aged 5 to catch,
the monkey business in this house with none to match.
Broken cups, torn pillows-- souvenirs from February,
they race around this mansion like Tom and Jerry.
The war worsens for TV remote on tranquil summer nights,
none of them ready to surrender to switched off lights.
So one day I gifted them a canvas and new colors to paint,
their eyes lightened up at separate sets for no complaint.
Granny's lonely memories bring symphonies of showers,
she remembers how much she loved painting flowers.
They smile, excited to learn floating in pink and blue,
together, painting masterpieces in a dazzling lilac hue.
Like tendrils of grapes and melons in my garden they grow,
strokes in unison splashed with colors on a single canvas flow.
It wasn't so difficult to guide their enthusiasm so bright,
I sigh playing with my TV remote-- Tom and Jerry at last, unite.
June 18, 2020
EXUBERANT NATURE
Thunder bolts
Lightning tears away
ground grumbles
joyous chaps
jolt worlds together
pause—repeat
Victoria Anderson-Throop 2013 ©
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