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Dance With MeDance With Me

Can you teach me how to dance
Show me each step and stance,
I want to dance with you away
Into a brighter day,
Let us waltz across the room
Just like we're bride and groom,
Let us dance over the sea
Across the stars and moonbeams,

Let us sway into the night
Where we're painted in silver light,
Let us dance through the fire
As we make a path of desire,
Let us sway into the stars
A tango set us free from pain,
And samba brings us through the rain

Let us dance until the end
Forever I'll hold your hand,
The only rhythm that we need
Is your steady heart beat,
The songs of love onlyDance With Me4 months ago in Free Verse

secrets left in library books.1
i have redone
my personality and my
heart and my life and
all the things
in between. the only thing
that is not worth redoing
is us.

2
my heart had a
‘do not enter’
mat on it, but you
never knew how to
listen, did you?

3
you promised me
happiness, but
if this is happiness,
you can have it
back.

4
my shadow has
always been
prettier than me.

5
you twirled me around,
in the park, once.
you said we will
reach the stars, sweetheart.

i wish i had known
you meant the
fallen
kind.

6
my heart used
to do this funny
beating
thing for you.

now, it only
beats
for itself.

8
i always thought
seven wasecrets left in library books.4 years ago in Free Verse

Love Isn't Chasing Rainbowswe wouldn't be dreamers, big schemers,
with go-nowhere jobs, nine-to-five.
no saving face, morning after regrets,
and what was his name agains.

we'd be euchre in the café
with men who had seen it all
before. salt plains, burma forests,
atoll islands and elephants at the zoo.

a car park wedding and a shotgun
house. make up chasers are
for the suburban dream –
who wants kids anyway?

I'd finish my degree, want
to work far, far away and
you'd agree to follow me
to the edge of the world,

but no further because
heights still won't be your
thing. in lust for all days;
we would have the world.

just say –

[yes]Love Isn't Chasing Rainbows2 years ago in Free Verse

Love Song of the Other HalfYou said you had defined yourself
In the crooks of my elbows, in the angle of my nose.
I looked in the mirror and found the curves of me
To be very much my own.

. . .

I would catch your eyes from across a room,
Across an ocean and beyond a beach,
And hold them there for precious, fragile seconds
In a dire reluctance to move
Lest my return be skewed, construed as something
More than coffeepots or the metal feet of desks.

. . .

Burn pictures of me now as the fog rolls in on mouse feet
Pray to God and science that they can lead you
Drag you
To a warmer paradise
Because my curves are not for you, dear.
My self is not for you.Love Song of the Other Half6 years ago in Free Verse

Waltzing his last danceThe hall slowly fills;
there is not a tremor, not a sound.
The silence instills
the beating hearts of those that stand around.
Merriment then swells;
its satiating tremble within so profound
but alas there is but one man,
that waltzes to a tune unfound.

The merriment grows
as heels tap and dresses sway.
The bodies glow
with the light shimmering over the ballet.
The melody flows
for all participants are joyful and gay
yet woeful is the man in the corner
that dances a dance of dismay.

People laugh;
the girls in the hall giggle and pose
on the men's behalf
displaying their ornamented clothes;
the splendor in craft
invitWaltzing his last dance10 months ago in Urban & Spoken Word

The Never-ending MasqueThe Never-ending Masque:

A troupe of dancers, with colourful costumes
Ascends the stage with jaunty smiles
Whilst the eldest member, in a Jester's mask
Narrates the tale in style:

As they begin their dance, these lovely dancers
The skies turn cold and grey...
Arms reach down from the rumbling heavens
And they take our stage away!

Yet the harlequins laugh
And simply dance on the grass
For the show must go on
Until time has passed

Harken brothers, a wicked wind blows!
It stirs from the belly of the unkind beast
It rips our props away from us;
And hopes the dance will cease...

But the Harlequins laugh and continue the show
ThThe Never-ending Masque10 months ago in Free Verse

Dance In Rhythm"Dance In Rhythm"

Don't stop dancing because the music has concluded

Tonight we'll render ourselves helpless to passion

Swept away by the lights in my neon garden secluded

This is what its like to wear new feelings like fashion

Leaving words unspoken as I put my arms around you

We are devoted to each other while everyone scatters

When I look into your eyes; a bright shade of hue

I know in my heart now that nothing else matters

Because if bombs and fireworks exploded in the sky

And ashes fell onto the riots in city streets

I would still gaze into your elegant eyes

And keep in rhythm tiptoeing with our feet

As we dancedDance In Rhythm1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms

Our Psychotic Dance of LoveEvery sight of you sends me over the edge.
[I'm addicted to you.]
You're like a pill.
[That I keep swallowing.]
Constantly, you seem to draw me in.
[I hold my breath in suspense.]
But then you cast me out again.
[Cut my chest until the pain fades.]
And then we do it all over again.
[Circling in our psychotic dance.]Our Psychotic Dance of Love2 years ago in Free Verse

Dancing Irish

The night would last forever
on that warm summers eve
for my father would come to visit
and a child's heart would believe.

He ran his fingers through my hair,
cupped my cheeks and smiled.
then he knelt and kissed the top of my head
our special way of saying "hi".

We sat outside on the front porch
listening to the quiet sound of the rain.
My father said, "It's the dancing Irish,
The dance on rooftops when it rains.

They're small, these Irish folk.
Can you hear their tiny feet?
They dance merrily and heartily
to the rains swift, falling beat."

I ran into the middle of the yard
laughing, "I wanna dance too!"
So I began to boogiDancing Irish8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms

WaitingWaiting

Pale willow girls wait by the river, brides of the water,
Guppies swim through their veins, silver darts of bright pain.
Their names are hieroglyphs of mist, frost and rain.
They walk barefoot in the snow, leaving tracks so they know the way back,
A tracery of breadcrumbs that the ravens will never eat.

Twelve princesses slip underground,
Dance in slippers of tattered frayed silk,
Corkscrews of ribbon, stiff with blood and melted tallow.
They inject themselves with music until their eyes hum like bumble bees.
Then they sleepwalk through the day in a haze of yearning
For fierce wet stone beneath their frenzy of feet, of bonWaiting1 year ago in Free Verse

Music,
Like love and lust, has roots in the soul.
You drive me mad with your A notes,
Making me wild like a staff with no lines.
Kisses placed randomly on paper as notes turn into high screams and low moans.

Love,
Like anger flows through my veins and burns me,
So does the fire produced by every key you hit.
Taking me higher into a world where there is no dissonance,
And every sound, from every voice, melts into one word:

Lust,
Dances to the sound produced as sweat drips tenderly off your skin.
Hands roaming gently; our hearts the bass, beat, and background.
Hit that note for me, touch me where everything makes sense and I becomMusic8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms

Fearful DanceIn tranquil moves he bears with me
As I struggle to find the flow
With loving grace He takes my hand
To teach me that I might know

With bladed eyes he directs the path
Turning my gaze in the right direction
With soft swift moves his legs turn mine
So I can see him in my reflection

With worthy arms he catches me
Before I strike the ground
With careful hands he lifts me up
His depth giving sound

With loving comfort his gestures flow
As he gracefully starts the dance
In tranquil moves he bears with me
As we finish its opening stanceFearful Dance3 years ago in Free Verse

Dance with meHer heart lays locked away somewhere dark and damp
I've fallen to the end of depths trying to reach it
Obscured in a shroud of gloom
Impaled by javelins 'twelve

3 through the right chamber
3 through the left chamber
6 Pinning it straight to the wall

Would you take this dance?
Lay your hands into mine
Press your head to my chest
Sway your dress
Mark my words
Count your steps

One two three
One one
One two three
One one
One two three
one one
One two three

I've tried your patience, I know so well
I have lost faith in this forgotten hell
But I will never give up
You try to cut me down with the Oathbreaker
Wish eternal damDance with me2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word

DanceI dreamed I loved you
all my life
and never...
Always wanting,
never quite arriving,
a confusing journey.
We are the same -
the hesitant
foot in the water -
too hot, too cold
instead of plunging
headlong
as all sane beings
should.
We tiptoe around
the fringes
of life.
How long
must we
skip to this rhyme
without dancing
to its tune?Dance1 year ago in Free Verse

Path to Hapiness

The path to happiness is a choice. and
waking up is a reason to smile.

So don't hold back!

Smile.
Get up.
Love.

and live!

[Be happy. And be alive.]Path to Hapiness2 years ago in Free Verse

For all of the people7 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry

sci-fi stories about the end of the world1.

the species invents prophecies
all of which contain terrors

ex;

a beleaguered sun collapses into itself

2.

It's not yet night when the committee interrupts the regularly scheduled programming
and describes the inertia as unforgivable.

Outside the grief, the cardboard:
Every time you teach a computer about distance
the terrorists win.

In every scenario: No colorado left,
and survivors leave messages
for the future.

Before the last people on Earth forgot how to speak,
he thought of that day.

The committee was right
to describe space as an absence.

3.

The more artistic
of the species' prophecies include fields

Some
presesci-fi stories about the end of the world8 months ago in Free Verse

Spider's DanceI'm sorry that I love you.
That's all I have to say.
Because I know that I hurt you...

maybe more than you hurt me.

Darling, we spun ourselves a web
that even we can't escape from.
I know you've tried (I know I've tried)...
We both thought we'd succeeded.

Baby, I'm sorry, but we were wrong.

I wish it were easier,
for the both of us.
But alas,

we're still caught in our lovers' trance.Spider's Dance1 year ago in Free Verse

dance or dieit hasn't been her day, her week, nor her month
so she's thinking it probably won't be her year,
and she's giving up,
is just going to throw her hands up
and give herself over to spinning in crazy kaleidoscope circles
where the shapes form the past from memories that dont matter anymore.

+

she's sending her broken heart and crushed dreams
up to the stars on a firework
with all the love letters she never had the courage to send
and the pleas she almost choked on.
and when they finally explode,
no one can ever say that heart-break isn't beautiful.

+

the music coming through the speakers keeps her heart pumping in rhythm
with thedance or die4 years ago in Free Verse

Evening DanceTake me by the hand
And dance slowly with me
Across the sandy beach
As shooting stars
Ripple across the lake
And the moon shines on us
Through the swaying branches
Of willow trees, dancing with us
To our silent songEvening Dance2 years ago in Free Verse

Tree1 year ago in Concrete Poetry

The Shadows Dance on HalloweenAlone you sit on this cold October night.
Reading stories of frightful delight, you sit by warm fires light.
Looking up as the clock chimes twelve; you notice the Flames dancing casting shadows upon the walls, your mind Races as they seem to dance and take flight.
Lost in this moment you no longer remember the chapters of lore you intensely reed.
Calmly you sit and watch, as the shadows put on a show filling you with warmth in, as you sit in your warm abode. Once again looking down you read some more.
Startled by a noise from down the hall you peer and gaze into the darkness.
Barely does the fire light shine on its walls.
It was the wiThe Shadows Dance on Halloween6 years ago in Free Verse

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