Tag Archives: Waltz

Come Here Before (day 2113)

I am filled with forbidden passion
And necromancy
Unbid and skeletal
In a full moon sitar
Keeping me up at night
Eyes stare calmly
Dancing a slow waltz
With herself
Through a barren rose garden
And two lines of benches
Marked with names
Of those came here before.

Flowers (day 2094)

Don’t let me a Spanish sunrise
I’ve come a long way to sleep in the street
My memory waltzes around a
Lazy boardwalk by the sea
In two tones of brown
That leave an essence in the air
A heaven ladened Angel
With flowers in her hair

Recollection (day 1623)

I had hoped that love would pull us apart,
Out of time and waltzing along
Just our minds as memory.

Take my hand through the old maison,
Let stardust fall, undisturbed;
Glowing embers upon frosted floors.

A heart that thumps clears the air
And cats nearly cry with magical pyre,
Never lost for a memory.

Sun begun laid all that was,
As sand blew ghosts beyond despair
An air of recollection collected there.

Royal (day 1589)

I am at every turn
A dancer
A graceful being
Waltzing through life
On pointe
And in glorious tights.
My eyes catch moments of
Limelight
Echoing off
The farthest seats
That speak
In deep royal reds
And fogs of blue.

2012.04.27 - Rio Burlesque

Rolling Circles (day 1580)

I am beginning to observe this once again,
One two three one two three one two three.
And your elegance makes my romance
Waltz as a leaf in autumn’s light breeze.

Let this hand be lead for thee,
One two three one two three one two three.
And my pen write again because
Circles rolling down these widening streets.

“Late,” said the bus to a leaning signpost,
One two three one two three one two three.
And if recollections could be the bumblebee
Sun would soak yellow into sands of our memory.

Marigold (day 1527)

I was a gale, like others could,
I came to life ever so lived.
And in the wandering hours I had,
I chanced upon a new found friend
Who wore the colors of my heart
Up and down her train of thought.
And in the evening sun we beamed,
Her every moment flowed and went,
At once nestling amongst her friends,
Then alone, betwixt my hand and hers.
We sat in silence for a while,
Adjusting and detecting all,
Like a playful waltz in time,
My marigold, at last, was mine.

Midnight Symphony (day 1467)

A symphony of destruction broke into this heart
(a firm grip)
Which wasn’t available to remark
Due to insubstantial evidence;
Lack of memory.
Foreboding like distant clouds of electricity,
A smile lept into a place of fear
Which departed like a slick lover
Amidst heated darkness.
To which the happy couple waltzed on,
Around and around until fire held the lover’s
Freshly waxed mustache and
Used-car-garage-black dancing shoes
(no scuff marks),
Turned fast lindy hop
Which left our heroes glistening
(jacket casually over shoulder)
Upon a midnight jaunt
About the seaside boardwalk
Amidst leftover lovers and fellow romancers
(deeply involved).

Warm Summer Eve Memories (day 1462)

Where have I seen you before?
I’m sure I’ve had you walk through my heart
For some time
With those light steps leaving such an impression.
Tha-thump tha-thump (heartbeat)

Your heartbeat sings choruses
That zig-zag up and down these zipper walls
Made for flexing, made for dancing,
Made for hanging by two hands grasping
Horizontal beams stretching side to side.

And I waltz on
With a memory of top hats and devious winks
Singing me softly
Into warm summer’s eve.

Innocent Darling (day 1358)

You reminded my heart
Of what I hadn’t yet learned.
Take up nevermore,
Take hold my coattails.

The only thing left
Is a slow waltz down Main Street.
Innocent dancing,
Oh my innocent darling.

When Out Walking (day 1327)

I woke up one morning
And all I could see was stars and flickering lights and little bits of human nature fluttering about the place,
Which is when I said to myself:
“Ned, you’ve made quite delight of this so far, you’ve had your way with a lot of things that have always kept your legs moving forward.
Do you know what time it is?”
Upon this thought I was forced to think for quite some time.
You see, I didn’t have a watch, and on account of the stars in the morning, I was already quite perplexed.
But someone came around at this time and motioned to the wall where there rested a round clock.
To which I was once again delighted in for I could tell time on these funny machines.
But my morning walk, which stretched on for a good number of hours, brought me to one sudden stop as I stared face to face with an angel who had come to hold my hand.
We didn’t dance, but we waltzed through the streets as we discussed what was on both our minds.
One thought after the other. One question after the other.
I returned home, but the lights had all been turned low. There were candles all around showing me peace and I stepped in.
And as I stepped in to a dream I knew and loved and had pushed away, I also stepped out of a unconsciousness I had been living under.
For today was no ordinary day,
Today is the day it all began.

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