Short Waltz Poems
Short Waltz Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Waltz by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Waltz by length and keyword.
A storm of
Black and white butterflies
Dancing the waltz
Forming ringlets around the moon
Fluttering through the patches of light
pelting the sidewalk
streams of gentling rain
music who will stalk
dancing through the pain
floods roll as we rock
The manager waltzes to a song
The dance trend didn’t take long
People started to waltz
And so did his boss
To a song whose wordings was strong
a lovely white swan
sang as she waltzed on the pond
hi and very low
rendering viewers speechless
Is this her final sawn song
a rainy AUTUMN
soaks the leaves on the trees, yet
no rain falls on me
10/10/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2019
It sounds like laughter, the wind,
Softly rustling leaves, prayers
Fading silence, busy rush
Gusts of light, dancing
love
giveth
life.
giving
depth to our
inner
self.
Love is
movement a
formidable
exercise
for the
cells by
making them
move as
one
three cheers
love
A
shooting
star
fell from
the sky. I
closed my
eyes
and made
a wish. I
wished for true love
to find me,
embrace
me,
own me.
Wonder of
wonders
my
wish came
true.
2/18/2013
tall green stems stand straight
leaves embrace so tenderly
wind music begins
September 5, 2019
her dream helpers gone
spirits her waving goodbye
sleepless nights adieu
P.Romios
10/20/2019
5:00 a.m.
Engligh Haiku
Waves
slouching
soft
against
the quayside.
My thoughts
stilled;
at peace.
Sky devoid
of seagulls; clouds
contrast with
moody
tones
of the
horizon
above
pav-
onine
sea.
Words
dancing
in
my head,
words that rhyme,
that tell
a
tale; words
and thoughts that
jive and wail, just
waiting to
be set
to
ink. If
I can but
capture
those
dancing
words.
Sing
a song
of
worship,
come make a
joyful
noise.
Let us
celebrate
with all our might:
God is on
His throne
and
His love
will never
fail. Shout
His
praises
loud!
6/26/16
in sweet there's no sour
sour can be mixed
to make disguised face
masquerade may be fixed
real is real hides inner
union may be false
in true love in all condition
dancing may be of Watlz
serene stun scenes seen
singularly secluded
stars seem simply shining strained
sun shuns such scent sacks
sabotages surroundings ---
scribble sleek soft-sounding songs
10 January 2023
Dance
snowflakes
dance
from your
icy home
above.
Each
twirl, each
swirl, ballet
perfect as you
pirouette
your way
down
to the
frozen ground,
where you
take
your last
bow.
11/17/15
a
spin in
a
spin out
of motion
brings a
change
in the
seasons of
planets and earth
time is a
flowing
stream
no two
moments are
the same
let's
all waltz
on
Date: 11.6.2015
the first waltz begins
Luna’s red evening gown---
rented for the hour
~*~
01/26/13
I took an amazing photo of the huge red moon rising at around 6:00 p.m. with a backdrop of a navy blue sky...beautiful!
I've
got a
roof
over
my head and
clothes on
my
back. I've
got good food
to eat and a
family
to love
and
who love
me back. God
has blessed
me.
Life is
good.
2/9/13 (See my blog about the Waltz Wave form.)
I imagine a waltz
With John Goodman
Would be a little like
Zorbing,
only instead of rolling down a hill
you'd be rolling around a dance floor.
I'd make sure to wear some stainless
steel shoes, as well.
Snow
Falling
From
The sky
Announces the
Christmas
Most
Expected
Season of
The entire year
Rejoice in
The day
That
Born in
Our hearts the
King that
Saved
All of
Us
12-21-2015
From
the stairs
those
little
voices call
Did he
come?
Christmas
morning cries
of delight and
surprise from
those who
still
believe
child ,adult
alike
smile
with good
will
Softly plays the breeze
across stems,
petals dance in ecstasy
at its caress.
Nodding heads
bow to each other
in perfectly choreographed
unison
as nature’s ballroom
hosts
the waltz of the wildflowers.
her
dimples
show,
her face
aglow, as
you ask
her
to dance
that first waltz.
Held in your arms
swaying, your
bodies
close.
can hear
hearts beating,
in time
to
a Strauss
waltz
Nocturnal melodies flow up through the oaks, birch and pines
Hues of joy pour over melancholy of a dark foreboding
Music lingers on the heart who knows this is evening’s genius