Twirling Poems - Poems about Twirling

Oh that Lily, she the epitome of a Golden Child as I watched her Exuding effortless grace, a liquid-silver baton— a Haddon Heights Garnett. a Blazing Comet / enchanting / popular and stunning. Envious, was I, her? a younger sister playing the silent shadow. watching from the ...

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I’m just twirling in the center of my room. I’ve got way too much to do. Has that ever happened to you? I’m assailed, derailed and impaled by indecision. I can’t find my lucky pencil and I have a final in 90 minutes I have lab results to qualify and I’ve a term paper to finish. I have two problem-sets due...

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It's early in the morning and she's never been to bed, swirling and twirling words are circling in her head.. She wishes to peel back time and live days in reverse. She wonders if this life has been a gift or a curse. Too many days filled with anxiety and dread. Resilience was her brilliance people always said. A...

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Ten-times-twenty twirling frog was from Mathematics Town. She danced her numbers better than any clown. She spun sixes and sevens as if they were not straight. I was impressed she could multiply up to twenty-eight. I saw her divide sixty-four-thousand-and-twenty-two By many numbers that I could never hope to do. I do not do math, it is not my talent, interest,...

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I was a creative choreographer, for superb Broadway musicals and plays, As musical winds choreograph motions, throughout any of our rosy days. I lived for charms of elegant dance, for its beauty will forever be with us, As moon and sea make beautiful dance partners, since gravity is a plus. And vivid life itself is an opera, full...

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with twins of the same gender alien’s from space it’s as if they do it separate but juggle moonlight dancers nasal decongestant take tuns shadows face off they dance into the night in they’re own gay full moods...

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" The twirling flying of thoughts in vivid mind " An essential form of one individual, The journey of everyday routine tasks; A fantastic view of the mind. The twirling flying of thoughts captured the mind; Deep thought asks questions. The wave of thoughts goes round and round Circling in the galaxy of the mind. The passion, vision, dream, hope, expectation, Longing and experiences...

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Twirling in my happy zone I give a little smile, now chilling. Bird comes by tweeting. I feel a little lift, releasing the bad. Was it a wren or robin? Sparrow perhaps. It is trilling. Whirling of the day shows me so much joy to be had. The window shows a gloomy day, but I ignore this completely. Living in...

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~ 'Don't Dream it, Drive it!' ~ A slogan's a salesmans' smile twirling mustachioed ends Lures your reason into a black hole as the devil takes hold of your soul...

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There once was a girl named Pearl. Her baton she loved to twirl. She tossed it too high, and it hit her guy. He can no longer give her a whirl....

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Garden show at two if you please Sweet flowers twinkling in the breeze I know it may sound rather curt Hollyhock maiden twirling skirt Dragonfly troop comes in to squeeze One is jiggling nature’s keys Water drop please, a tiny squirt Hollyhock maiden twirling skirt Sit down with roses and sweet peas The pollen count might make you wheeze Floozy is such a teasing flirt Hollyhock...

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Twisting Twirling Tatiana Tatiana tried the taunt trampoline, The Tribune tattler Thadeus touted, triumphed as the town's tip-top teen, takes the title, "Tatiana" they shouted. 2020 January 11...

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Twirling, whirling, swirling into myself I listen to my ready soul I take blank canvas off a shelf Twirling, whirling, swirling into myself My muse becomes my happy elf. As I begin, I feel whole Twirling, whirling, swirling into myself I listen to my ready soul...

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Warmth, surrounded me…always My lips, my eyes, closed… Mesmerized by the darkness that brought me consolation I remember there were colors under those lids, Green, spurts of purple…and sporadic yellows and reds They danced and flashed Whenever your voice rumbled and vibrated my abode I remember the earthquakes of laughter That pushed me against the soft, supported side… I merely bounced back...

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swirling, whirling round the room dress twirling, men swoon she moves with grace arms out to brace her fall and they all stare as she goes down twisted in her gown she turns red almost fled but he was there only one to care helps her up hands cup her face, pulls her close touches her nose they kiss, they dance he took a chance together forever...

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