The Air Waltzes
The air waltzes with your echo,
it’s a rhythm play, pause, repeat;
I can’t make out the libretto,
the air waltzes with your echo;
A beat that pure instinct will know,
leaving you in the driver’s seat;
The air waltzes with your echo,
it’s a rhythm play, pause, repeat.
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Categories:
waltzes, dance, emotions, feelings, love,
Form: Triolet
When Joy Waltzes In
Joy dances in even to the bereft
She cracks my frown with a tango
Then she leaves my house swept
Joy is a hummingbird trapped indoors
Her iridescence lights up all my grime
Usher her out before I’m enamored
But, happiness is like fish overstayed
His cloying perfume overpowered
He is a rhino to her phoenix raised
Sometimes joy is an elephant
Hiding under a
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Categories:
waltzes, dance, death, extended metaphor,
Form: Free verse
Heart Waltzes
Craving dissolves in melting snow,
tidal desire in a bawdy ditch groans;
blue veils bewail in a lonely creek,
and dawn mourns on window panes.
Jealousy hides in a dusty, dark corner,
a luscious, vicious, slithering red snake,
on hearing twinkling smile of dawn, at
door, wide-open, with “welcome” sign.
All hide: pride, boredom, rage, and lust,
as frightened rats, running in
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Categories:
waltzes, dance, deep, happiness, wisdom,
Form: Free verse
The Princess Waltzes
Our missionary friends just adopted a little girl from the Ukraine:
the princess waltzes
out orphanage gates
— familial dance
9/10/2018
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Categories:
waltzes, celebration, family,
Form: Haiku
Summer Waltzes In
Summer waltzes in at the drumbeat of happiness
causing all my flowers to curtesy and dance
its the season of great joy, a time of great bless
and the grass looks so plush and full of enhance
Summer waltzes in at the drumbeat of happiness
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Categories:
waltzes, beautiful,
Form: Rhyme
When Wind Waltzes Through the Wheat
Its nearin’ trail’s end and you’re windin’ down the drive,
There’s a touch of cool breeze and it’s good to be alive—
You’re headin’ toward the railhead and hear the cow’s bleat—
The ends always near, when wind waltzes through the wheat.
You’re happy on your haunches though you ain’t well fed—
You know the drive’s a good one when
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Categories:
waltzes, cowboy-western, life, nature, time,
Form: Cowboy Poetry