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Danny Dragon learned to dance the Samba,
then he wanted to learn the Rhumba,
the Hustle, Jitterbug and Boogie Woogie,
with his little friend Salugi.
All day and night they’d shake and shimmy,
oh, Danny and Salugi often got quite giddy;
giggling and wiggling across the dance floor
and I can say I was never, ever bored.
Then Danny got the competition fever,
as far as winning he was a believer.
I entered him in three or four
they literally danced from door to door!
Winning trophies and even money,
Salugi became quite a charming honey.
They’d spin and two-step all day long
I got my guitar and played a few songs.
Three hundred twenty competitions later,
Danny took the trophy from Albert Alligator.
in two years time, they’d won thousands of dollars
and Danny bought Salugi a diamond collar.
He bought himself a new Mercedes,
it made him a magnet for all the ladies.
Danny and Salugi became quite famous
and now they’ve their own show in Vegas!
4-10-2021
Enter the ' Nursery Rhyme 4' Poetry Contest
Eve Roper
You see, apart from well brewed coffee,
And soothing rhumba spiced with jazz,
I love women, no l ladies, yes lasses,
They are like whimsical poetry.
Women are well endowed beings,
Beings with soothing lovely voices,
Beings that walk around with precious gourds,
And a backyard full of soft-to-touch orchards.
Imagine of a world devoid of ladies,
It could be a boring one indeed,
Gloominess would loom everywhere,
With deep, hoarse and irritating voices.
If loving them is a sin, I am already a sinner,
If defending them is a crime, I better rot in jail,
No obligation amounts to having 'hot' damsels,
And no purgement can outsmart a pulchritude with sturdy cones.
A certain religious leader always condemns my habit,
He says I will not make it to heaven with my coveting,
Too sad, I have a tattoo on my right deltoid,
And the Holy book says we will not enter Jerusalem!
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
The Age of Summer Love Was Kismet Kissed:
Our summer love began in Gemini
with sultry eves of wooing escapades,
and as the moon did swoon as it drew nigh
my lust you stirred with strumming serenades.
Romance as rich as black queen tulip skies
adorned with precious gems of bijou light,
before they’d lose their lustre to sunrise
you’d shower me with diamonds of the night.
Impassioned kisses filled my sails with love,
a rhumba full of rapture neath the stars
with rhythmic teasing, undulations of
unbridled flame of Venus and my Mars.
The time of Libra brings a cool to days ~
still, autumn love sets aging leaves ablaze.
Our Ageless Love Was Kismet Kissed:
Yes, my love, our joining was truly Fate
for immediately we both just knew,
hope had bellowed it is never to late
my destiny was love and life with you!
Love, ours glistening rubies and pearls
hot-love feasts served upon long golden trays,
memories, night love bathes in heated swirls
greatest treasure my soul embraces today!
In paradise my heart sought your soft touch
sweet embrace and curves of your luscious lips,
non-stop, crescendo was almost to much
on this earth, we took such heavenly trips!
Our fated romance proves that true love stays~
through it all, thick and thin, sorrowful grays
Susan Ashley
May 15, 2018
(a sonnet duet: an inspired response to “The Age of Summer Love”)
'Our Ageless Love Was Kismet Kissed'
Robert Lindley
May 19, 2018
*(Black) Queen of Night Tulip: a velvety deep maroon-black tulip*
Dear future wife,
Incase you wanna be in my life,
I got some irreducible minimums,
Of which you should have to maximums,
I aint making life hard for you,
But instead offering a leakage for you,
With these,life will be a success,
Joy,love,laughter will be in excess,
So my bride to be,take note.
First,am an Igweee,Yeah,I got chieftancy,
People do respect my wisdom with great fancy,
So be a role model too,imitate me,
Always help in decision making for me,
I am a man of the people,
Visitors will be many,serve them sans feeble,
Hospitality is the biggest feature,
Portray it as it will help you mature,
So my bride to be,take note.
Personally,i love Rhumba music,
Without it i just get nosic,
When bored,lure me not,
Instead,play Rhumba at a high note,
Or sing for me Fatimata,
And all will be a done matter,
I know you like pop songs,
Worry less,hubby will influence your sings,
So my bride,take note.
Bride,let your dressing be decent,
Wear dresses,pants of the recent,
Always dress spickly and span,
As this will increase our love span,
Dress not like our grandmothers,
Wear fitting,short dresses like feathers,
Am your hubby,i must enjoy,
Seeing you in sexy dresses envoy,
So my bride to be,take note.
Lastly,let respect prevail,
Early always yourself avail,
Cooks should be always tasty,
Incase you tired,call for help besty,
I will help you cook,
For marriage is a mirrored look,
Frequent outings will be a surprise,
Even after our family gets to rise,
So my bride to be,take note.
Poet Igweee
Our summer love began in Gemini
with sultry eves of wooing escapades,
and as the moon did swoon as it drew nigh
my lust you stirred with strumming serenades.
Romance as rich as black queen tulip skies
adorned with precious gems of bijou light,
before they’d lose their lustre to sunrise
you’d shower me with diamonds of the night.
Impassioned kisses filled my sails with love,
a rhumba full of rapture neath the stars
with rhythmic teasing, undulations of
unbridled flame of Venus and my Mars.
The time of Libra brings a cool to days ~
still, autumn love sets aging leaves ablaze.
Susan Ashley
May 15, 2018
~ First Place ~
Contest: Summer Love Sonnet
Sponsor: John Hamilton
*(Black) Queen of Night Tulip: a velvety deep maroon-black tulip*
POTD
Tipping the light with curves arched
and flowing with rain,
she mounts her tinseled limbs
on summertime's crest--
The trees, seeds, and flame
in her eyes lightly open
the fingertips of near August.
Quick to beat on belly drums,
her shadow trance melts
the liquid stars in one tender rush...
How unbridled and young is she,
holding the skirt that lifts into a dance
of raw abandon: the moon hangs
like a harp strutting a rhumba that drifts
on gloss of her arms:
And if every detail of silk on her derriere
can be sewn in weaves fondling her shade ,
this she shall bring too...
In a summer of July's reckless abandon.
First place~
.~
This sunset of peach crowns the bay, aglow
While Manila lies in tropical bliss
This region bustling with tunes as nights flow
Along street cafes where friends reminisce.
The jam of guitars floods a moonlit trail
Dizzy where tangy hyacinths delight…
Folks prancing on rhumba beats to unveil
My city agleam... near a harbor bright.
Modern yet quaint, this scene is my life’s art
Afloat like an isle of eclectic flair,
Robed in temples,parks of inner child’s heart
For this dwelling charms with beauty to share.
In my abode of pearled Oriental grains,
Manila pulsates in festive refrains.
Where Are You From Contest
Sponsor: Joseph Soper
* Manila ( Philippines)