She was a walled flower with two left-over feet No rhythm flowed or surged through her limp veins Not beat to match her lonely heart moved her hips But when the moon was full she shed her shoes and tangoed alone in the lambent glow of night
d’Verse Quadrille #27 – giggle
De has us laughing over our Quadrilles today.
Here’s my silly offering.
— Sleepover
we booked the gig(gle)
for Friday night
and I wore a wig(gle)
just for laughs
we danced a jig(gle)
until the street lights came on
by the glow of a flashlight
we read poetry
until our eyes drooped
and the words were mere squiggles
Tell me secrets of the stars
Tell me secrets of the stars
Whisper in my ear
Whisper in my ear
The stars whisper-
tell me of secrets, in my ear
Show me galaxies that dance
Show me galaxies that dance
Hold hands with the moon
Hold hands with the moon
Dance with me moon
Hands that hold the galaxies’ show
Sing the melody of the planets
Sing the melody of the planets
We’ll wake the sun with song
We’ll wake the sun with song
We’ll sing of the planets –
The sun song, wake with the melody
Sing with me songs that dance, hold the moon
Hand me the sun – we’ll whisper secrets
Wake the planets with the melody in my ear
Show, tell me of galaxies of stars
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The OctPoWriMo challenge today is to write a Paradelle
come dance with me
we don’t need moonlight
or orchestras
untie your hair and let
down your inhibitions
take off your soft shoes
tap your toes on the
ancient earth
come sing with me
with no conductor we
will howl until our notes
float away in harmony
an opus to the muses