Dance Nonsense Poems

I had a dream, it was risqué 
Read on if you dare
I was at a masquerade ball
And all there were bare.

Except for wearing masks of...

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In shadow's tomb—
A dim, aimless flicker...
Void's grip, timeless, claims all.

Fantomsound: life's song, a cognition in the null.

Rain, pain—
Stardust, dust, flesh, patternless on oblivions loom.

Decay's dance...

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Two ghosts in the night did unite,
In a love dance under the spooky moonlight.
But the tabby cat near,
With a disapproving sneer,
Said, "Your timing's just not...

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I can live twice, oh what a delight,
In the day, I'm a bat, taking flight,
With cheese for my wings, I soar so high,
To the moon...

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Careless stepping 
over the sole 
onto the tongue 
taking foothold

tingling the leg crawl

bravery perhaps
unwise direction
the venomous creep
dreadful little faces
with large vengeance
fire-ants the masks
their own

next one’s...

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the Fiddler played and sang a tune
all the while the sun became moon
	Sir Frog was dancing
	and sometimes prancing
but then the music died too soon

“Fiddler,” cried...

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Harold Peters led a very secret life
Totally hidden from his own dear wife
He didn’t work selling quality pork pies
Just another of his devilish devious lies...

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A nether world of pirates, pixies, and palaces
No passport needed in the land of poppycock
A rich imagination swirling about in one’s head
The pink unicorn, a...

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Feeling Young

Quiet is the morning, 
the sun coming over the mountains...
in the distance. 
Not quickly, 
but exactly at the right time. 
The day has begun....

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Maid

My maid of honor, 
my best friend, (smile)
help me in the moment, 
help me in the hour, 
help me make it down... 
the great white...

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Rules

In life, it is a give and take. 
However, for some it is just take and take. 
For others, it is only fulfilling to know
that...

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Broken Glass 

Bits of color...
washed up on the beach. 
Items that tell stories, 
about faraway places, 
new people, and old. 

Red like roses, fine wine...

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[ to the tune of The Lonely Goatherd ]

High on a hill sat a lonely goat turd;
He was by himself ‘cuz the goat was through.
Waiting...

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Fraught heart of desire I find,
breathe in like a child tossing wildflowers in the field
revel in some odd yet familiar proclivity
dance in the fires and...

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He plays throughout the house at night 
a braille touch for his lack of sight
and dreams of all the crippled things 
with broken legs and...

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