Promenade Poems - Poems about Promenade

Promenade

on the full moon
     i fix my gaze
look! a bloomed rose...
     it smells so nice!

fine day it is...
     folks wave at me
and i wave back
     while on my stroll.

there's much to see
     as well as

PROMENADE MARCH

Let’s enjoy our promenade march with bliss
Brod and Sis, this is great fun we won’t miss…

Altogether, we do step forward now
Then to our partners, let’s give a glad bow…

Turning to the right, let’s hop without fright
Let’s leap with all our might for triumph’s flight…

Toward the left, keep moving, making stride
Let’s take care not to show

On the Promenade

On the promenade they stroll,
The Hokas and Adidas,
While in between the pigeons squawk
And what they mean is "Feed us!"

Nikes and New Balance add
To Sunday's march of sneakers,
With Saucony's and OC's on
The feet of mileage seekers.

Some Skechers even make the scene
With Brooks and Reeboks showing;
All of them, at varied paces,
Coming here or going.

Growing up, we all

Is there any romance in a Square Dance

Here we  go, all start with a left grand.
Apples in pies and peaches are canned.

Lost my partner waddle I do?
Single file promenade they’ll be back to you. 

Flies in the buttermilk shoo fly shoo.
Sashay back to your darlin waitin for you. 

Don’t hold her too tight she might be frail.
Allemande left, don’t be slow

Fair and Square Dancing Patter Sayings

Humorous Patter Sayings

Bow to your partner now let's begin
Lift your skirts and kick his shin 

Hold it tight and jump and cuss
Don't worry you can't offend us

Get her back gents, catch her quick
Snap her bra lickadee split!

Ain't she red now but comon let's dance
If you never now’s your chance

Got two left feet so you can't

Promenade On Mountain Rwenzori

Promenade on mountain  
rwenzori in Goma. 
 We were in black and white on the snow
 looking  at the nice view 
of the northern KIVU. 
She was  over the moon 
As it was her first time to be 
At such wonderful place. 
Speaking silently
with her  big eyes.
Staring at me fearlessly, 
beautiful personality
whom my eyes kept 
seeing for some

Halloween Promenade

The dance was a misguided tour
Masks and dresses Halloween 
Themed promenade of sexes
Dark and dimly lighted
We invaded the wilderness 
Beneath the hallowed moon
The wolves howling in the distance 
Not one of us fearing their brutality 
For assured that our costumes
And our numbers would keep
The creatures of the night away
One, two, three, one, two ,three
Living and

A Long Talk, a Long Walk

Let’s take a long walk
So we can have a long talk
About everything under the sun
And anything on earth, hon.

Let’s take an afternoon walk
Baby, we need to talk
About common sense
And all specimens of nonsense.

You and I must stay together
Honey, you and I must gather
All pertinent information
So we can have an honest discussion.

I loved you then and

Midnight Promenade

it's easy to get enthralled
under the spell of incandescence
and hear the songs of sirens in the air

when moonlight glow endows each organism
with a magically intoxicating essence
that entices unsuspecting midnight prowlers



AP: 3rd place 2022, Honorable Mention 2022

Promenade Ii

An lo'...
Before I spirals the promenade
A path that twists back upon its self
I find a deep Well full of apathy...

I travel the bones 
Of a forgotten METROPOLIS
With towers of rotting stone
Broken glass and wood burnt 
The imperial age of the obelisk

I feel like a wanderer in a valley, sinister
Faces of friends fall by the wayside
An

Observing, Feeling, Life

on  sidewalk I walk
as I feel the breeze dancing
 afterglow paints sky

Promenade I

Upon the promenade, the path is twisted and turned, 
each footfall is set to an unknowable rhythm.

Before thee runs the righteous coil 
or is it a brilliant path of glory?

I see no solution to my turmoil 
I travel this labyrinth alone...

It is spiraling down deep like a nautilus coil.

A dangerous and dark mystery 
for each

The Marram Grass

when respite was
deckchairs and picnics
on car blankets
behind 
windbreaks

sand was blown
into sheltered spaces
behind
driftwood and
rock.

dunes
grew
as grains of sand
accumulated
over time.

then
winds and waves
ate away
at everything
in their path.

as resilient barriers
gave way to
the full power
of nature’s
destructive forces

the
erosion
cried out
for radical
intervention: 

something 
to keep things 
at bay 
and 
buy time.

like 
the big plastic doors
that closed behind me
inside the 
promenade hospital.

like 
the blue paper

Good Evening Promenade

This night the moon cast a light
for just a moment, a trust, a lust,
a gaze at the lingering lazy crowded stars.

The wind decided to play, upon its way
found its voice releasing its hold
whished a while around the ground
disturbing the old mole's layer of mold.

A roar tore through the silent moor
proposing passion through the naked, shaking

Promenade and Parade

Promenade and Parade 

What they did was dance and promenade
All over entire town in a big parade
After of them had taken many views
Decided that they were all bad news
And as usual off course they strayed.

Jim Horn

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