Long Terpsichore Poems

The Palace Guardiennes were the sultan’s delight,
resplendent in their tight uniforms
of scarlet and magenta silks,
embroidered with golden flowers,
with sterling silver scimitars in
ruby studded scabbards
hanging off lovely hips,
and boots and belts of finest faun-skin
and helmets topped...

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Inside my mailbox late last month; nine packs of seeds - a mystery!
I hadn't ordered anything, but curious was I to see
what might become of planting them. So grabbing trowel, hoe, and rake,
I set about...

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The nine muses
Daughters of Zeus
Inspiring of mortals
And nurturers of the arts
The first was,
The divine Calliope,
Beautiful-voiced,
Was the muse of the epic poets
A writing tablet in her hand
Calliope was Homer's muse
Inspiration for the Iliad
Divine influence of the...

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Nyx opened black arms
threading her twilight fingers 
and cradled my awe 
to turn my hair, white  
she filled my eyes with stars
firing a comet to 
the core of my heart 

my second breathe
carved dragons...

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dance, dance, dance!
to the skies – to the seas –
to your heart – to your hands –
as if you were a butterfly,
a falcon, a wind sprite
as if you were made of water
of flowing sleeves and...

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A Night of Walpurgis
By Sy Roth

The April moon hung in the sky
Full, like nightshade fighting off the darkness
The strident masses hung about the street corners
Chests puffed out readying to rid the night 
With Walpurgis bonfires...

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As life dust, the particles sing
The spiritual light in sentience traversed
We
In those templates and essences 
As they came upon each other
Discovering one another of eternal

And through all the myriads of touch
Kissed within the creations Goddess...

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I see the raging fire in your
eyes,
the heart screams out loud the brain cells terpsichore 
in the rhythm of life.

See the sparkle instead of haze that covers your being. 
see the best in you 
that...

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Of all the gods and goddesses
Found in Greek mythology,
My favorites are the nine Muses*,
Each means something special to me:
Calliope is epically bombastic;
Urania has stars in her eyes;
Erato's love poems are fantastic;
And Melpomene says of tragedy,
"It's...

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I hope you find my story life enhancing
About a man with elephantine thighs
When Twinkle-Toes O'Donnell started dancing
He chose a partner almost twice his size
The pair of them looked like two horses prancing
The judges simply disbelieved...

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I sense and feel mystique of its appeal
In vibrant, verdant, blossoming spring,
Splendorous prairies undulating breeze,
Resplendent falling of autumnal leaves,
Glacial winds bemoaning a frozen sigh,
A cerulean terpsichore of ocean tides~
I sense and feel, yet can’t cage...

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I once had a lovely girl in my sight 
who loved me like I was her light. 
Her beauty could make Freyja jealous. 
Her charm could best even that of Venus.  

But the thought...

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I know of, and I rest in awe of the illimitable greatness of the river Congo, and the Yangtze.
     I know of and I rest in awe of the brilliance and...

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Our love is akin to that of the sunflower to the sun,
When my aureate prismatic sunrays splurge from my gun,
You open up your silk golden yellow petals,
Just to get smooched by the warm spangling rays.

Your...

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You're the only star for me 
In your loving light, I'll always want to be 
You bring me peace and harmony 
You tame the course of my devious destiny 

You are my dazzling Terpsichore 
The...

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" She danced that
     the way it should be danced.
     And the way she wanted."
            ...

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" She danced that
     the way it should be danced.
     And the way she wanted."
            ...

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Attune yourself to see the miracle of music.
Merging with the dance is truly ecstatic.
Hey! Swing, sway and frisk, every way it’s fantastic!

Stir your senses, I wanna hear your riotous roar.
Unbound and bounce, in you I...

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To one who places pen to paper,
one may work the whims of Terpsichore

Those who write a witty Chastushka,
may be hearing the voice of Polyhymnia

Those who give thought to a Fibonacci,
could possibly have heard of Melpomene

Those...

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" She danced the way it should be danced.
   And the way she wanted."

  -Raymond Carver


Eddying in a commotion of color, 
fall's dispensation of red, green and gold;
blended with Zephyrs' mysterious rhythms,
a...

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Eddying in a commotion of color, 
fall's dispensation of red, green and gold; 
blended with Zephyrs' mysterious rhythms, 
a stately ballet that never grows old. 

Spread 'cross the firmament planets are spinning, 
silently, cold and...

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Eddying in a commotion of color, 
fall's dispensation of red, green and gold;
blended with Zephyrs' mysterious rhythms,
an exquisite ballet that never grows old.

Spread 'cross the firmament planets are 
spinning, silently cold and majestically clear;
gliding through...

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MORNING STAR


Morning’s minion dancing on the dawn
Tiny Terpsichore, trembling fay :
To her uncertain smile I am drawn  -
Shy Venus, goddess of  the early day,

Shimmering along  the far horizon
As the sky lightens and...

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There is a mirror on the wall,
smooth and seven feet tall,
where she saw her own face
In a merry wedding day
and her mother’s necklace.
 
Still as Canova’s Terpsichore,
she couldn’t hold anymore,
the wind moved her around,
like a...

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Terpsichore danced herself into people’s lives
She sashayed her truth, acting like one of the guys
The other muses were a bit afraid as she twirled.
She pranced her truth, her ideas unfurled.

Song followed her everywhere she went,...

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