Prance Poems - Poems about Prance

...On the ice where the cold winds blow, A group of penguins put on a show. With flippers that flap, And feet that tap, They danced in the moonlight's glow. In tuxedos black and white, They walt......Read the rest...

...Oh you lucky dog aren't you glad you're not a frog as easy as it may seem you just lift a leg and let off some steam instead of jumping on a log like a frog you just prance around the yar......Read the rest...

...I wore my thoughts on my head like a ball cap today Ready to take off and disregard or to turn around, tilted in the opposite direction Easy to grab at, to throw away, to steal, to sneaki......Read the rest...

...My twilight Dream Catcher. Sweet melodies tug at my heart strings. The waves roll in as the blue whale sings. As empty moonbeams fade, In the cosmos evenly laid. Layers of complexity. ......Read the rest...

...Winter’s releasing us from its perpetually gray and gloomy grip. Who can study in their room, on a beautiful spring afternoon? Azaleas assail ya, with champagne petals of bubblegum fuchsias, the......Read the rest...

...Within his moment, I wouldn't change a thing, my life right now is earnt, I got here on my own merit, proud of all the things I've learnt. Oh but that thought of what if, what an offer! If I c......Read the rest...

... My sister has a long blue dress, Mother made mine too, And told us not to make a mess! Keep our hands neatly folded, Don't prance or scamper about, Neither of......Read the rest...

... “My dance on life’s stage, is not to just to prance, But to create beauty, to raise human consciousness, For what good is life, without a balanced, ethical dance!” ......Read the rest...

...Some women ask for jewelry, roses or such I ask for books and solitude, not so very much. Give them their riches, give them their fame. But give me an hourglass, willed to my name. A place wher......Read the rest...

...Adrift on azure seas, where sunlight softly spills, Feathery clouds, like galleons, climb imagination's hills. Sails of purest white, billowing in the breeze, They carry hidden treasures, secrets ......Read the rest...

...The Birth of a Spring Poem 1925 N/A No 1295 The Birth of a Spring Poem 1925 N/A Open Poetry 8 "The only limit to the gardens of the world is in my mind" ~~The Poet~~ I wait till mystical in......Read the rest...

... Cub with Mom Soft- skinned snow white Mom- sheep wth its cub in deep sleep. At morning both woke up. Mom and cu......Read the rest...

... My candle burns at both ends. It will not last the night. But, ah my foes, and oh, my friends, it sheds a lovely light. Author: Edna Saint Vincent Millay Her very first publi......Read the rest...

...I was a college music teacher, engaged in pitch, tempo, rhythm and melody, As lavish planets dance around a golden star, with the zeal of fuchsia fidelity. I taught harmony, vocals and singing, a......Read the rest...

...At sixteen People's Bible Church sent me from rural Michigan farm lands to Moody Bible Institute in siren-screaming Chicago Church fathers assumed, despite curious evidence to the contrary, ......Read the rest...