Short Waltz Around Poems

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Premium Member Abstract

abstract masterpiece star-spangled strokes of color waltz around heaven Written Feb. 21st . 2016 for “Instant Telegram - Poetry Contest.”
Form: Haiku


Turn It Up

When my bipolar gets me down,
I do not take a med.
Crank up a disc of Johann Strauss;	
that gets inside my head.

I have been known to dance and hum
and waltz around the room.
That gay and happy music helps
me push away the gloom.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member On a Collision Course

worlds collide
as whirlwinds
twirling churn
in their incessant dance

galaxies waltz around while
unrehearsed a minuet of stars
bounce where winds may blow
meandering
gliding sliding
on their elliptical courses
travel in stride
skating graceful
in mid air    



AP: Honorable Mention 2021

(2021 remake is called Cosmic Dance)

Premium Member Cosmic Dance

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gliding sliding meandering
traveling in stride
skating graceful in mid air

worlds engage as whirlwinds
their twirling churn 
in their incessant dance

galaxies waltz around while
unrehearsed a minuet of stars
bounce where winds may blow



AP: 3rd place 2022, Honorable Mention 2025

Submitted on May 1, 2021 for contest ALL YOURS (MAY 3) sponsored by BRIAN STRAND  -  RANKED 1ST

Premium Member I'd Like To Feel Something Again

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In whirl and twirl we waltz around
feeling guised and chastised
raising brick laden walls

Going ‘bout our daily business
foiled and desensitized
plagued by the veil of apathy

Once spring arrives and the sun shines bright
amazing how a walk in nature
can revive those dormant sluggish feelings



 “I think we miss that touch so much, that we crash into each other, just so we can feel something." Crash, 2004


AP: Honorable Mention 2022


I'Ll Rise Again

Here lies this weary body of mine,
My trip through life was brief;
The youth I had is long since passed,
For age is but a thief.
The hand that takes is swift and strong,
The hand that takes is cruel;
The battle is over but who has won,
Is there another rule?
We waltz around our numbered days,
With steps of measured beat;
But often the steps tend to fall,
If they cannot take the heat.
But in the nether parts of time,
I’ll rise again to sing my rhyme.
Form: Rhyme

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