Short Choreograph Poems

CRAZY LOVE

Northern lights
Choreograph bliss
Lovers tryst...

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you are an odd one, aren’t you?
I have certainly done my best to be
You see things others miss
True enough

Do you play your own melodies?
Yes and I choreograph myself nightly
Sharing only enough to intrigue
Retaining my enthusiasm for life...

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Dancer choreograph
Displays hours of  essay  
Dedicated to dance  
Dreaming a worldwide fame 
Develops a  talent  
Divinized with a skill  
Dainty with his own style










For Pleiades D Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Kim Merryman 
Fifth Place
8-28-2016...

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sculptured
           winter winds
                      still,life;
                      
                           arias
            choreograph
spring,birth;

summer 
              narratives
                   a romance;

                       autumn
               colours,fall
into verse...

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Status impending 
Shelter unknown
Feelings unrelenting 
Receiver resending

Willful rain is shedding
Dripping casual moments
Auspicious declarations
Yesterday's sunrise is long set

Seeking subtleties 
Grazing palms and heartbeats
You drift by easily
I'm catching fragments left

Faulty footing
Lawns of glass
Cutting courtesy 
Trimming liquid admissions

Orchestrate fireworks
Ballet of bright lights
Choreograph trajectories 
Symphony of our lives...

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THE PHOENIX


You tried to choreograph my life
Cajoled me to dance to your fancies rife
While in every step you tried best 
To see me mutely obey at your behest
With my happiness buried, dreams shattered
But I have made it impossible to render me battered
For my soul is fortified by scars of plenty whip-lashes
You try to burn, like the phoenix  I rise from the ashes
With propriety I know now to shield my dignity
And fight alone with grit, on life's stage every malignity!

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Listen to poem:

Dance the winds of the night
against the shadows that decline
nature’s state of shining bliss
behind the breeze that remains

those meager echoes from the moon
are supplanted by the storm
the former master of a domain
befallen by the hurricane

the tempest building without regard
for lovers of the ball
a celebration that must proceed
even as the heavens quake

still the night has a charm
the choreograph will go on
in the ruins that may remain
the dance of winds until the end....

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