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A blindfold is taken, removed clean away
A guvenor is standing.' As bidens mouth goes astray
He needs help in the matter, thats just all that it is'
As his mind goes to quickstep, as its all his old biz
Yet his minds beyond recall, like the young men who cross
Thats causing anxiety, its seen right round the world.'
There are reasons, and dis-reason' it seems the state flag got furled
Got some dust on its colours' yet thats blown clean away Its flying, through the whole state, where brave still; live today!
And a nation is choosing maybe while it still can'?
Enacting lawful state perrogatives moving women and men
To awaken, and to actions' to repulse and repair.'
Maybe gain more real leaders? the type that really do care.'
While careening with Carene,
a boogie-woogie with Wanita, wow!
Then, a whirl with Pearl,
a jiggy jig with Jacqueline.
At intervals rhumba with a Rosalie.
An experimental ballet
with Bonnie, Bob, and Blaire.
Thanks, Charlie, for the Cha-cha-cha!
A quick shimmy with Shailene,
disco with a duchess
prancing with a prince,
and quickstep with a queen.
A charleston with Cherise
before long, samba with Sabrina,
a quick jive with Jennifer,
followed by a tango with Tasneem.
Pole dancing with Priscilla,
Poppy, Penny, and Pandora.
Kuchipudi with Kahini
and kizomba with Kabibe.
Conga with a coven
flamenco with old flame,
what will be my last dance?
Danzón with the Devil, I expect.
The Last Dance Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Craig Cornish
Date wrote: 13-July-2021
I've almost forgotten it.
It got too big -
holes appeared,
entire towns fell through
my memory.
The Forbidden City
is a convoluted red and gold ribbon,
my mind cannot now untangle.
Images float off the ink
of curling maps.
Snapshots flutter
like flags in a desert sky.
I recall in parts and pieces:
middle-aged couple’s street dancing,
no revolutionary strutting,
just Quickstep, Foxtrot,
and Bossa Nova.
The young watching,
taking notes, as if
studying for an exam.
A small one-armed boy,
riding a peddle bike,
weaving through traffic,
four black cormorants strapped to his back,
their necks craning out of their wicker cage,
like sight-seeing dogs.
A quick look at Mongolia
through a hole in the Wall.
China got loose,
it escaped the hotels,
the tour buses, the itinerary.
It went down a crowded alley,
draped with roast ducks,
and paper lanterns.
If I were now to follow it,
it might lead me,
to a restaurant in London,
San Francisco, or Toronto,
or like today
come together again,
in the eyes of a girl
who sells me a smart phone.
Ten swift turns of the calendar's pages bring me to November,
when autumn breezes sweep clinging leaves from their trees.
They lie in heaps on the ground, carpets of crimson and gold.
Misty rain falls from cloudy skies as squirrels quickstep to collect
their winter meals, never minding if their furry coats get wet.
High above the bared branches of a maple stand, swallows fly.
With wings aflutter they swoop, headed for a warmer clime.
November's sun shines more softly now, casting an amber glow
over fields ripe for harvest before the chill of season's first frost.
Apples are ripe for picking. I'll be baking pies, brewing cider,
and soon I'll be finding my way through a corn maize at the fair.
November offers herself as a picturesque palette to artists.
Sonnets are written about the dance of leaves, waltzing in the air.
With sable brush, painters capture the beauty of her reflections.
Lyrical tunes are joyfully sung in autumn's season of giving thanks.
On quiet nights, I smile at the stars and in whispered breath I pray,
"I'm grateful for November nights you bestow on Earth, Father."
It's a colorful month when taking walks exposes Nature's beauty,
and subtle winds whistle swirling songs as they rush through trees.
The scent of sage is laced with cinnamon on tables laden with feasts.
Chrysanthemums bloom in colorful array and pines drop their cones.
I'm enchanted with November's gifts, hoping this one will be gentle.
We are blessed with a month that offers respite from summer heat,
and serves as a calm transition before winter's harsh hands arrive.
November 6, 2022 ~ November Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Gina McIntosh
dance party of summer
blue waves rock and roll
seashore tides shimmy and shake ~
sunlight tap dances
white clouds pirouette
delphiniums deep plies ~
ebb tides grand jettes
meadows slowly waltz
forests polka with raindrops ~
breezes minuet
willow trees tango
sunflowers skip jump and jive ~
moon does the hustle
butterflies slow dance
ladybugs groove in two-step ~
surfside twists and shouts
shooting stars moon walk
tide pools salsa dancing ~
birch trees swing and sway
dandelions stroll
fields of daisies jitterbug ~
long days zydeco
swift rivers rumba
rapids mambo in quickstep ~
starshine at the hop
No new nectar nags naked
Hosting human harmless happy Hades
Jogging jerking Judas' jealous jokes
Keep kiss knot keenly key
Let loose level's lofty leakage
Burning both beauties beds' belief
All ability addle aid's anticipation
Come close captivating Calvary's caution
Wrapped with wholesome working wonders
Demolish delightful demon delaying diamonds
Ice idle illusions impeding innocence
Make melting memories minutes murdered
Eight edible electrons empty echoes
Sleep some secrets smooth silver silence
Greeting goals' gazes grievous goodbye
Xavier xerox xenophobic Xanax xenon
For fools fantasy foes forgiven
Zealously zap zigzag zaftig zeal
Open obfuscate oaths onto obedience
To thrilling triumphant thankful testament
Unto unique ubiquity's undaunted uberty
Padlock persistent pirated peacemaker's power
Yeast yummy youths' years' yoke
Vanish vices' vicious vulnerable vows
Refine rebirth remembrance retiring reinforcement
Quench quarterly quit quickstep quacking
A-Z WAILING...!
All ability addle aid's anticipation
Burning both beauties beds' belief
Come close captivating Calvary's caution
Demolish delightful demon delaying diamonds
Eight edible electrons empty echoes
For fools fantasy foes forgiven
Greeting goals' gazes grievous goodbye
Hosting human harmless happy Hades
Ice idle illusions impeding innocence
Jogging jerking Judas' jealous jokes
Keep kiss knot keenly key
Let loose level's lofty leakage
Make melting memories minutes murdered
No new nectar nags naked
Open obfuscate oaths onto obedience
Padlock persistent pirated peacemaker's power
Quench quarterly quit quickstep quacking
Refine rebirth remembrance retiring reinforcement
Sleep some secrets smooth silver silence
To thrilling triumphant thankful testament
Unto unique ubiquity's undaunted uberty
Vanish vices' vicious vulnerable vows
Wrapped with wholesome working wonders
Xavier xerox xenophobic Xanax xenon
Yeast yummy youths' years' yoke
Zealously zap zigzag zaftig zeal
Woke up this morning
With news headlines spawning
I do not know if it's winter yet
Because of old age I often forget
Got to realise how weird it is
When I can brush my teeth
And scratch my nose
But try as I might
I just can't touch my toes
Wasn't too bothered when
Often times back ache set in
And even when Viagra
Didn't give me the desired vim
But this is not a funny joke
The morning when I woke
And begin to realize
That I could twist my hip
Do a jig
But try as I might ,
I just can't tough my toes.
Pinocchio was a lier
Kristine Keeler was a hooker
And Lord Lampton got exposed
But trouble comes in different parcels
But where mine is heading
God only knows
When my wallet drop on the floor
Bend down to pick it up
Like brass monkey in winter
The entire lumber vertebrae, froze
Often times mi get a pain in the neck
When it comes, I can deal with it
Sometimes mi love to dance
Do a foxtrot and even a quickstep
But that is no compensation
When mi toe nail look like talon
And size ten no longer fit mi
But try as I might to cover them
With knitted socks, mi get since when
Its a doomed attempt
Flexibility is now a distant memory
And back ache now my closest friend
Mi know young people
Will laugh at old people's talk
But it only seems like yesterday
When I too was laughing
But today , I am walking the walk.
The same thing whey a reach mi
Is the same thing a happen to mi friend
But if you think it can't reach you
You better think again
Mi used to be a little sprite
Do head spins and bouncing somersaults
Do some boxing, and throw down a fight
But time travels faster than lightening
And my black hair overdosed on whitening
So before you reach my milestone
Heed my warning, get enlighten
That one day, not so far away
Things are going to be past memories
Because try as you might
You may bend your knees ,
Scratch your nose
Try as you might
You just can't touch your toes.
Where we run
Where we slide with ease
Where we push forward rapidly
Where we dare to be something we most possibly could not
Where we hope in view of real failure
Where we dance
Where we scream
Where we gaze into the heavens
Where we quickstep to the side
Where we eat and drink with thankfulness
Where we release our energy unto the world
Bright, sparkling, shining, wondrous
Where we love
Where we spin and swirl into the tornado that is endless passion
Where we swim in warm flesh
Where we can sink into one another
Where we fly
Where we soar
Where we are strong and sturdy
Where we are Spartan
Where we feel Gods energy slam into us
Where we burst forth with laughter at the gift
Where we breathe
Ever so slowly
Ever so gently
Where we hold a hand
Where we wipe a tear
Where we wrap arms around another
And pull sorrow away
Where we are noble
Where we are majestic
Where we are the purest of creatures created
Where I remember
Where I reclaim
Where I am reminded of truth
Where I am witness to giving
Where I sway with the trees
Where I attack
Where I retreat
Where I forgive
Where I let go
Where I close my eyes
Where I pause
Where I stop
I can make you dance
hum to songs sang soft or loud beneath the setting sun,
tap and clap to the quickstep jumps and turns and runs;
you could spin and twirl and glide along the weathered floor
feet tapping and clicking begging to do a little bit more
and as the music changes from waltz to tango
or to ballroom extravaganza sambos and salsa fandango,
even disco raptured jive or the east coast swing
you would giggle and chortle at the foolishness of life's lost spring;
but as the years slip by, quick twisted turns rocking away
you would churn and align the dancing squares at play
and then we'd rest these old brittle bones
making our way together along the journey home
or you could watch
and I could do it,
I could dance
and forever keep you laughing with every stance.
Put on your dance shoes,
come take my hand,
We’ll Waltz through dreams in a ballroom grand.
Tango! calls with a fiery chase,
Two hearts meet in a bold embrace.
Salsa! spins in the tropic glow,
fast feet flash as the trade winds blow.
Rumba! sways with a warm desire,
slow steps burn in a tender fire.
Foxtrot! smooth as a silver stream,
cool as jazz in a midnight dream.
Quickstep! kicks with a bright, loud cheer,
flying feet as the crowd draws near.
Paso! proud with a stamping beat,
Swing! where laughter makes life complete.
The music’s here the night’s still young,
put your dance shoes on let’s join the song!