Rhyme Dance Poems

When love comes dancing
Down the street
And grabs your arms
With itchy feet

That won't stay still
She spins you round
A lightness lifts you
From the ground

When love's insistence 
Captures...

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In the heart of moon, the shadows dance
A mesmerizing, rhythmic trance
Whispers of secrets, spoken low
Echoing through the light, they flow

The beat of drums, the sway...

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One of the joys of walking in the darkness…before the early light of day
is getting to walk among the shadows as the come out to...

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to gaze the beauty of heart within
to dwell in the aura of dawning hue
with respecting the vow of love,apart
to have a pretty friend like you

to...

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Gleaming in thy heart
O my love, is it pure? 
Can a glory ever last?
Vile me death, thou heaven be
Do love lasts forever
Do my blood thine...

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Dark, sexy, ebony eyes that light up, sparkle and twinkle.
Tender lips, as tempting as red, sensuous, burgundy wine.


On your handsome face, not even one, creeping,...

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Early on in the beginning,
you sought to make my dream come true. 

You brought me out beneath the stars 
so that I could dance with...

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No seeds, spinach or carrots around;
no greens, or reds, or oranges found.
Only the smooth sliding elegance
of twosome as one in skating dance.

"Sequined Septuagenarians"
much smoother than...

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the annual fluffy Christmas dance is about to begin
We sat ourselves down next to my cousin Finn
Shhh! He said, pointing to the Christmas tree.
Be quiet...

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 Life is but a Golden Minute, So Rejoice
 To Die a must, To Live a choice
 Into Infinity the Sacred Chant
 The Psalm Of...

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Dancing takes her to another world we do not enter
She dances at breakfast, lunch, and after dinner.
We can tell by her moves she hears music...

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On tiptoes light, a dancer spins,
in every leap, a new world begins,
grace and poise in harmonious blend,
telling tales without words, messages send.
...

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Today I’m thankful for the ability to dance
and for having read the words of people like Vicki Baum…a gifted Austrian writer
Who through her writing helped...

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The other night at work I had mellow ’60’s music playing in the store
when a couple carrying their young son entered through the door.

Guessing someone’s...

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(inspired by ‘Dusty Rose Dreaming’ by poet vb)

We’re powdered city girls heading into a club,
bright orchids entering the hothouse
spreading fun with noblesse oblige,
qua somethings suited...

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