Long Last waltz Poems

Closer to the edge I walk
Closer to my mind I reach
Everything that has been foggy
Clears up In a blinding screech.

Am I worth something?
Will I be worth anything?

Why am I alive?
Why do I breathe?

I toe the...

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Just to warn anyone who reading this I do NOT claim to be a poet. Nothing in 
here rhymes or anything. Just some crap I wrote. I know the devil thing is a bit 
over...

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In the boxed gilded frame exists the residue of
A painter’s vision, of his nightmare placed upon
Canvas.
Locked within the cells of four square,
Lies a view into the ethereal world beyond our
Conscious mind.
A heckling demon does laugh,...

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Gordon entered his apartment and gasped.
How could he have left the place in such a disarray?
He phoned Rosie the head of the handmaids.
Gordon was never rude but he complained.
Seemed the was a widespread fever infection.
However,...

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** In This Last Waltz **

I am swirling around thoughts,
Swirling even ‘tween ‘em , too — stepping forward —
Getting ready for this nght’s joys to end , and 
See The Last Waltz come up on...

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Walking through the village jingling coins
Anticipation rising, slight tingling in the loins
Catch the bus to Hornsea for the weekly dance,
Where if we’re lucky we might stand a chance
Of experiencing a pair of soft female breasts
Press...

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The wind carries in your soft loving jasmine scent 

Is it really you or am I just daydreaming once more?

The sun taps me on my pale shaded shoulder

I turn quickly thinking it is you

Asking for...

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I will inform you once the shells are spoor.
When they're timorous around the seashore,
Just as mushrooms will grow around a grave,
If they shine like slight candles in a cave.

So, you and I will devour the...

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The cowboy took her in his arms
and waltzed her round the floor.
He told her how much he loved her
how he couldn't love her more.

From the moment he first saw her
when he'd held her in his...

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Had an invite to a ball in Lake Tahoe
at the Ritz Carlton what a surprise.
To celebrate in true old fashioned style
opened a door couldn’t believe my eyes

The ballroom was all of a glitter
with walls of...

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A parody of “The Last Waltz” song written by: Barry Mason and Les Reed
One Last Ode
I wondered if I’d write ever again
Inklings of my heart that flow through my pen
Then words came cascading from sky...

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Falling leaves dance their last waltz
Ravishing hues of reds oranges and golds
Indulge with me in this wonderland
Sacrificing reminiscences of summer fun
Kingdom to those who relish in the moment
Yearning to be one with life in all...

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A Fantasy

There was I, forgotten in the attic.
Mannequin discarded, ready for demolition.
Cracks everywhere with some rags thrown on
Haphazardly over me like a scarecrow.
Suddenly all lights went out, an outage.
Immediately the generators went off but failed.
In...

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La dernière valse

From the skies
Clouds fall upon my dreams
I am up high, away from it all
I am far, but my tears still fall
I stand up and shout to Paris ( Pareee)
You left me, you left...

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I engaged her in a passionate Tango
While I checked her bank account
Almost suffered from a seizure
At the vast disclosed amount
So I wined her and i dined her
And I set out to seduce
And to my amazement
I...

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We smooched around the floor
Her body pressed tight to mine
I was high on stout and scotch
She on gin and sweet white wine
And we swayed around that room
In a world all of our very own
Engrossed each...

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Standing still, thinking without thinking about anything...
         I hear the music calling me!
        - Come, come relish the sound...
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ice crystals are present within the carmine blood 
         that runs through her veins

     cuts on her soles, leave footprints in the snow...

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Tea with Gran,her muffins supreme,
Bath and change and hair brylcreamed.
into town to the pub in the square, 
our gang always met there.
Checking the football scores 
in the Oxford 'green un'.

Trad jazz with Donegan,Bilk or Collier...

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Little old lady, frail but bright,
flanked by granddaughters
whose love for her shines out.

She speaks, using voice and hands,
when something pleases her, she bows,
clasping her hands, as if in prayer.

Down the marble staircase, she dances,
light steps,...

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Autumn in splendor, weaves yellow, gold, red thread,
Into a tapestry of colors, bedspread.
But, how does the Fall compare to Spring's delight,
When blossoms bloom, and green buds renewed, burst bright?

In Spring, nature awakens from winter sleep,
With...

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LAST WALTZ

Sixty years since the day that we married;
When we danced that first dance as man and wife.
Sixty years since the moment I carried
You over the threshold to start our new life.
Through thick and thin...

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Tea with Gran,her muffins supreme,
Bath and change and hair brylcreamed.
into town to the pub in the square, 
our gang always met there.
Checking the football scores 
in the Oxford 'green un'.

Trad jazz with Donegan,Bilk or Collier...

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Hearts mangled by grief
Lost in separate mazes
Cooking a half-hearted meal
A turn of the head, a quick glance
Trembling hands reach out
Right hand in left, a gentle waltz
to sweet soul sounds on the radio
We danced in the...

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