Dance Swan Poems

she is a graceful swan
dressed in taffeta with roses
and tiny rhinestones that glitter as she swoops
her legs are pointers
her arms are magical,
she is a swan...

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              Lovely white angels
      whispered next to...

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Were you invited
to the party
Do you paint
 or write or sing
Have the voices
come to visit
Did new feelings
lodge within
Were you courted
by seduction
Has your soul
become entranced
As you...

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                       Every day...

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Swans so gracefully gliding o'er lake
Delightful scenery they create 
Dressed all in white feather finery
True beauties of the lake dynasty.

Falling in love with love forever
Swan...

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Would you like to dance my little ballerina?
She dances and dances,
no leotard, no tutu, no hair ribbon, and no ballet slippers.
she spins with hands over...

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"White Swan on a Chequerboard"

The White Swan 
was a sight to behold
skipping squares
in 3 moves
Nights never 
stay long
in the realm of 
Black Swan

she lights up
too...

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While drowning in a sea of sadness
I drowned a sea of sorrows inside me.
From the pools of ebony
I emerge anew as...
    ...

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I saw you …

high …
atop the promontory
spinning with manic madness
pirouettes et fouetté
lost in yourself -
in movement …
your upper back split, low
and, I swear -
feathers …...

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A flower blooms beauty in the prime of spring
Dances as a dainty ballerina in the amorous air
Enters many enthralled hearts that solely sing
For her to...

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on that day
she performed the dance
in a mortal silence

- lustful intensity,

the unusual
exit with the back
was hiding her face
without any wave of hope,
the eyes
where
seeking consolation,
her spine
became...

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Standing upon the stage,
Dressed all in white,
Hair an a bun spun with feathers,
Poised, graceful akin to a swan,
Starting to dance almost gliding,
Up onto your toes...

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In the midst of myself I see all a named through a blame of crystal ball garbage self imposed heaps of anarchic monumental fever itches...

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fantasia of clouds
                 pirouetting across skies
    ...

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The crickets
In perfect harmony with the frogs
Serenade Bachianas outside our window
Inspiring the candle to a seductive dance.
Tempted by the candle’s charm
Your hands shape into a...

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