Dance Language Poems

In the pocket of the evening, language floats – a cosmic virus,
Its seeds unknown, brought on the wings of silent comets.
It clings to people as...

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Inspired by fiction
nevermind the details
I wrote a song
I thought you'd
want to hear
ah song
all without controversy
sumthang pleasant to hear
sumthang to sing
to your lover
so they'll know
you are...

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Some say zed and some say zee
Some say yes and some says oui 
Some say moi and some say me
But the whole darned world says...

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In the quiet of my mind, words dance and twirl 
A fragile ballet of mere notions unfurled 
I sit and ponder, pen in place just...

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In the wide variety of concerts I’ve attended I’d be hard pressed to pick whose was greatest
because every show had a magic all its own…Willie...

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In the heart of the Pacific, where waves cradle secrets,
**Tatau** emerges—a sacred script etched upon skin,
A symphony of charcoal rivers, whispered stories,
**Samoan souls bloom**.

**Pe'a**, the...

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In the labyrinth of thought, where neurons weave,
A cosmic dance, where perceptions deceive.
Synaptic constellations in a quantum trance,
Reality's illusion, a cerebral dance.

Thoughts, elusive particles, in...

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Beneath the city's concrete awning,
Sunlight pirouettes through the urban sprawl.
A danseuse of shadows on an asphalt stage,
Nature's pulsations thrum through it all.

Skyscrapers, leviathan bellwethers,
Forge an...

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There are times when I walk down the block
I ask myself: why don’t I just walk into the woods
To live a little bit more
When I...

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Upon life's stage where shadows weave their play,
A fleeting waltz where mortals find their way.
In heedless youth, with innocence bedight,
The heart's true freedom, by time,...

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In the world where melodies resides,
Where notes and rhythms flows,
There lies a song, a timeless guide,
An orchestra of the divine.

It starts with a whisper, soft...

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I love the French and Italian languages…how their words seem to float on the air
and dance…that’s why they are often referred to as languages of...

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she dances she glances 
beyond her shoulder
She peers,
looking back
Her beautiful smile 
She poses in the mirror 

lines 'cross her face ~
all daises he traced -...

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In the arid grasp of a withered plant,
The hive appears forlorn, its dryness stark,
Yet within lies the nectar all relish and want,
Nourishing sustenance, a feast...

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[A poem written in a dying language]

Sa tuktok ng Bontok

Ang tuktok ng Bontok, himpapawid ng mga pangarap, Kalikasan'y humahalimuyak, biyaya sa bawat hakbang,
Mga kabundukan, kay...

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