Long Lithely Poems

When Miss Lily Jane Bobbit arrived in that Alabama town,
jaws dropped; all eyes were riveted on her.
The ordinary street on which she lived would be no longer common,
for Lily Jane now graced it with her...

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Fleet of foot,
down the stone steps, she seems to float,
now, ready to chase the wind,
Auburn locks now dancing.
Beauty dances through the crowds,
on golden walkways, she moves with grace,
upward, ever upward,
her long legs, running strong, 
onward,...

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Excitedly we travelled to the fair.
   As fragrant scents of flowers filled the air.
   Dawns gift of light showing sights enthralling.
   Dewdrops mirror, broken pearlstrings falling.
   Sunshine...

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My husband drives the highway past the old plane graveyard.
Permission to visit once a dream, now his reward.
He drools, as he studies the bounty before him, to take.
First the one that comes closest, but none...

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My husband drives the highway past the old plane graveyard.
Permission to visit once a dream, now his reward.
He drools, as he studies the bounty before him to take.
First the one that comes closest, but none...

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Written: May 12, 2024 For Constance La France Contest

1.  "I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart) I am never without it..."  E.E. Cummings

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I see phantasms floating through the billowing early morning mist
where I stand alone by the black water as its ever 
probing tongue licks gently at the granite rocks that line the shore.
Like stone sentinels the...

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I am a genius
I must profess
I have a Doctorate in bundling
And one in making my life a mess.

Everything I turn my hand to
My efforts soon turn to dust
I'm a knight in armour
But covered in dents...

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My grandson asked if back when I was young
I had ever done anything naughty or wrong
I said shut the door put on listening ears
And Ill tell you a tale of rank shivering fear
One night at...

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*** THE BALLET LIFE ***


Compounding,
Ballet grows within
Deeply sculpting over the lengths 
Of muscles, nerves and arteries,
With the heart and mind, so
The dancer’s developed love
For ballet never dies

Nor ever weakens —
Those edifying arms and legs
Flowing streams...

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Should I, mere a rabbit of sand, shiny hair,
sport a shock of fur mired in clay,
they from gofer mounds, propped on to peer, would sound warning
through the sun glades and sleep grotto shades.

“A pall fellow...

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Yellow spreads her flowered self all along my lane,
asking only for some warmth and a little rain.

She might pose as Daffodil or enjoy the fame
of the seeded beauty which bears our sun’s own name.

Yellow makes...

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It is whispered in the delta blues, a fierce burning sound
That moves up from the waters edge and drifts and swirls around;
And snakes lithely through the grass and weaves through the trees,
For driving down the...

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Twirling around the glossy smooth floor
Racing with friends on roller-skates
Tossing my hair as I glide across the room
Feeling so certain that this is my destiny

Weaving through the crowd lithely, swiftly
Smiling at everyone, my heart filled...

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Lithely moving 
they cross the dance floor in swirls
their feet barely touching the ground
as they spin in perfect rythme around

smiles light their faces
as he dips her to the floor
and up again
into a waltz in breathtaking...

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With shining eyes, the prettiest
advances leading all the rest.
She skips with glee beneath blue skies,
the prettiest with shining eyes.

The second, with a warming smile,
comes dressed in lace, and all the while
she lithely romps beneath the...

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fine, faintly flickering face, 
  a goddess'  gilded grimace,
    eyes slightly squinting, 

      razor-sharp concentrating,
        lips pursed and...

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fine, faintly flickering face,
 a goddess' gilded grimace;
  eyes sharp, slightly squinting,
   lips pursed, concentrating;
    arms strained, straight, steady,
     inch by inch, pulling in the...

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Encounter

A day of mindless lonely wanderings found
Me within an unfamiliar country inn 
set maturely in trees at a crossroad's square
The lobby done in tweed and pine
The club chairs large promising comfort
Their arms dressed in fresh...

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She danced under milky moonlight,
Lithely swaying to starry strains,
Twirling like a nymph of the night;

He watched her waltz - a graceful sight,
Heeding no decorum constrains,
She danced under milky moonlight;

In the shadows, it seemed just right
That...

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You have to walk away before you can walk in
Something must die for a new to begin

So lace up the Rockport and sing, "Good Day"
Then lithely walk with no delay

Shaking the old, dusty, haggard load
Now...

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I planted out an oak tree
One hundred years ago;
I saw her fed and watered,
I watched her lithely grow.
I watched her through the winter wild
Frosted, frore and dark.
I watched her as the summer sunburn
Baked her golden...

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One day I wandered to a meadow where
nature’s springtime was beyond compare,
for lovely flowers I saw dancing there
in May’s breeze, and fragrant was the air.

A woman swayed among the blossoms unaware
that I – a stranger...

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Virtue clothed in a circle of rainbow 
Innocent, she dances towards the sun
Blessed with youth and beauty and character
Gentle as the zephyr that kisses her hair
Yearning for golden joys and happiness
Observing natural goodness and kindness
Radiant,...

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On lonely paths I often roam
 Through meadows and over hills
 Like a gypsy cloud 'neath a blue sky dome
 And through a  field of countless daffodils 

 I stop to watch this field...

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