Long Fantasydance Poems
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If only I could ride upon the back of a dragonfly~
O', what journey I would behold...
I receive the wind's forced breath against my face-and revel in my locks rolling in the vibrant
sunlight.
We hover just above a splash of rainbow painted flowers,
that kiss my toes with open petals of joy.
The scent so pure,
shall decorate my skin forevermore.
We crest high into the ocean tinted sky.
Humbly greet birds which share in our gift,
and delight us in symphonies of angelic praise.
I close my eyes for a startled moment,
as we dance through a vineyard of bumble bees-
"Buzz,Buzz," They caution sternly to us, their unexpected visitors.
A smile imposes my lips at the thought of their disrupted task;
Only to pass them, look over my shoulder and witness their purpose resume within natural
elegance.
A shimmering mirror of water now lies underfoot.
I feel the warmth of the sun's reflection cast up under our joined form.
"Faster, faster!" I command my fairy-friend.
As I lay down flat and wrap my limbs snugly around to secure myself, our speed begins to
flourish.
With quick, steady, pace, we descend onto the water's surface.
Skips and twists- twirl into a tango of splashes,
which shower my face with each perfectly intentional bounce.
The tickle rises up from deep in my belly,
I laugh, a laugh full of true obliviation.
Dragonfly now lifts, higher and higher we go-
As I glide upon heavenly stilled wings.
We drift within utopian clouds,
they pass before our sights like vapored curtains before a theater of whimsy, unveiling a
masterpiece.
The presented gift, is that of majestic mountain tops that promise the scent of sweetly
perfumed evergreen.
This aroma leaves me breathless.
The aroma evokes childhood visions of wishing stars,
and kisses goodnight.
I inhale the memory for a moment longer,
cherishing the scent before I must once again grow older.
My friend I have been blessed to dance in the breeze with,
slows to a transcending idol.
We encircling the center of a noble rose.
We descend gently into the heart of the queen of flowers,
and land on her royal stage.
I delicately climb down, lay upon her silk;
and closed my eyes to dream.
Dreams which have atlas' transpired to become,
my long awaited reality.
If only I could ride upon the back of a dragonfly~
O', what journey I would behold...
Inky Smoke twirls and dance
Its smoky Polka amid a sea
of horror shows all projecting
their shadows upon one and all.
Amongst grinning goblin junkies
Amongst grinning toothless fairies
downing drinks of dead desire
the smoke is not the only
thing to creep in
the stench of new attendees
enter the frying pan through
the fire.
Suddenly there is an uproar
A hag's scream pierces the smoke
a ghoul chokes on a bone
the reminder of something even
more sinister then themselves
has appeared. Through the
suffocated windows of ash
comes the radiant light of a
new dawn. Reminding them
all of their lives, of the next
day to come.
They pack it up, all shuffling
back to reality as the cock chimes
Nine
Echoing upon the cool breeze
lifting out smoke and stuffiness
Exposed is the blood stained
floor, wood and decayed
a victim of alcohol spills
and termites. The Black Rats
scatter over cannibalized
carcasses, trying to find their
dens again.
The bar tender a troll of
ignorant repute, grinds his
oily teeth as his apron
drips with the screams of
goats and children
He scrubs down the floor
the tables
the Bar
the Alter
Gone is any evidence of the
night before
except I suppose the stench
that can never be done away
with
A constant reminder of the
Night
only faded from memory
It will return
It has to
As the cockroaches file
back in as they always do
to the dance of smoke
Dreams
Are a powerful thing to have
there there to give you
strength.
And if used wrong they grant
fear.
But if interpreted into good
their best understood as a
playin tool.
Things could go wrong or
haywire.
But if carefully evaluated better
played.
Dreams
Are a game-board.
You roll the dice.
And wish for the que.
Move the piece and pay the
price.
If all's done the games won.
Dreams
Are like a dance floor .
You get in the moment and
believe its real.
You let your guard down and
relax.
The bell is sound and it's over
reality sets in.
Dreams
Are whatever you make them
to be.
So what are dreams really .
There imaginations that you
have, There a safe haven,
A place to relax.
You wonder why I talk about
dreams .
They make you dazzle or
wonder about what it could be.
Well to me they are just simply
pictures of a movie being
played.
That is why I will simply say.
Dreams
Are powerful,a game-board,and
a dance floor
There all unique.
Just off the beaten path in a unasuming bar.
Porcelin skin dark angles do thirst.
Like a dark vision you do not question for there they are.
Loud music they move in sync.
Luring there prey to back rooms.
For a fatal dance and a final drink.
Dark beauty I you offer me a dance
but i dont really know.
Wicked are the ways at the vampire
a go go.
Long dark hair cold black eyes.
Her movements haunt the stage.
Like a spider your caught within her web
as the bite muffles your cries.
Its said never stray from the beaten path.
Neon sign cuts through the night.
Yes this club is a real blood bath.
Like a moth to a flame lost souls
are drawn to the flames glow.
Its just another fright filled night
at the vampire a go go.
Dip it high
Work it slow
Don't stop now keep up with my flow
We can do this all night
But are you coming home with me tonight
I know you want to press up on me
Want to get to know me on this dance floor of love
The vibe is right
It's on tonight
I know what you came here for
Don't be scared get on the floor
I want to get to know you
But you're holding up the wall
If you want to get to know me want to be the only
Then you have to move yourself on the floor
Dance till your sore
Come up close grab hold to my waist
Don't let go keep up with my pace
Show me what I'm working with
Do you have the skills to last
Show me how to work the middle
Can you really keep the rhythm and dance yourself on the floor
Dance till your sore
SATANIC DISCO
WELCOME TO SATANIC DISCO
AT NITE EVERYTHING CHANGE
JUST HAPPENED TO BE HERE FREE
WITH YOUR FANTASIES UNEXPECTED
HIGHWAY TO YOUR SOUL
WELCOME TO SATANIC DISCO
MUSIC DANCE TO YOUR OWN RHYTHM
DANCE TO YOUR OWN MUSIC
THINGS ARE RUNNING AROUND
TO YOUR SUBCONSCIOUS MIND
AND DESIRE INVADE YOUR BODY
AS THE BAND STARTS PLAYING
KEEP YOUR BODY NEXT TO ME
KEEP LOOKING AT MY LIPS
WELCOME TO SATANIC DISCO
MUSIC DANCE TO YOUR OWN RHYTHM
DANCE TO YOUR OWN MUSIC
IT’S ALL BLUR
SPINNING AROUND
DREAMING
RHYTHM YOUR HEART
WELCOME TO SATANIC DISCO
WELCOME TO SATANIC DISCO
Jezabella Kipp