January 13, 2019
by Jem Croucher

Sometimes when no one is watching
I will dance around my name
with a loud drum always banging
which never sound the same
Yes, it’s always rhythmic
but the pattern’s one of change
Its signature and syntax
quite often rearranged
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November 30, 2018
by thereluctantpoet
A TRIBUTE TO MAYA ANGELOU
By Charles Robert Lindholm
Her Words Danced
Off The Page
And Made My
Heart Sing
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September 27, 2018
by thereluctantpoet
By Charles Robert Lindholm
MUSIC IS HIDING
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June 19, 2018
by Jem Croucher

Quite often then
my eyes will dance
‘tho my feet
are slower there
For there is music
all around
in life most
everywhere
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May 7, 2018
by Jem Croucher

The wooden floors vibrated
from the sound of many drums
Rhythm everywhere around
enjoyed by everyone
And I danced to special timbre
pulsated by the beat
from heart and soul and head and hands
right down to my feet
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April 29, 2018
by Jem Croucher

I danced like no one was watching
really let myself go
right from the start when the music was fast
to the moment it took me down slow
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April 14, 2018
by thereluctantpoet
By Charles Robert Lindholm

I Arrived At The
Midnight Oasis
Around Eleven P.M.
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March 30, 2018
by thereluctantpoet
By Charles Robert Lindholm
Working On The Road
With The Band
On A Two Week Tour
It Was The Last Stop
Before Heading Home
A Small Town Bar
In Eastern Oregon
With A Fun Crowd
And A Barkeep
That Was The Devil’s Angel
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March 13, 2018
by thereluctantpoet
By Charles Robert Lindholm
When Kids Aren’t Around
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February 18, 2018
by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm
Poetry =
Words
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February 17, 2018
by thereluctantpoet
By Charles Robert Lindholm
Poetry =
Dancing
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January 17, 2018
by thereluctantpoet
By Charles Robert Lindholm
I was dancing in the shadows
clearly out of sight
when somehow
she found me
hiding from
the light
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October 19, 2017
by Jem Croucher

The feet upon the wooden floor
Are moving to the beat
as conversation struggles
for those who’ve found a seat
The man up on the microphone
is getting really loud
But the music’s really throbbing
and is pleasing to the crowd
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October 7, 2017
by thereluctantpoet
By Charles Robert Lindholm
Poetry =
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August 16, 2017
by Dorinda Duclos

She curtsies to the light, from yonder sky
Deep in the woods, as the night floats by
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June 25, 2017
by thereluctantpoet
By Charles Robert Lindholm
dancing to the music
you always lead
you call the tune
I always pay
dancing to the music
partners in fantasy
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June 14, 2017
by thereluctantpoet
By Charles Robert Lindholm
We used to make sweet memories
but now I’m making none
every time we danced
you always held me tight
but now I hold no one
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April 5, 2017
by markfahmy

If the world was our dancefloor,
and the DJ could set us free..
If music was the language of our soul,
how different would it be?
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February 19, 2017
by dokurtybitz
For her I dance,
Spinning and cavorting
Listening to the music
She creates in my heart
And loins,
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December 18, 2016
by Jem Croucher

Dancing on a bed of white
my stamen orange in the light
I really am a gorgeous sight
for any eye to see
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June 17, 2016
by Jem Croucher

I’m not that sure that Susan
deserved the black eye that she had
For she was really pretty
Shone by herself and wasn’t bad
She wore her yellow frock with pride
dancing daily with the sun
and was the centre of attention
with mostly everyone
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April 8, 2016
by Colly

Just Fly
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April 5, 2016
by Jem Croucher

I’m delving deep today
and dancing in my mind
On my way to London
as my senses are aligned
Listening to my music
hearing rhythm and a beat
Dancing as I travel
in my precious window seat
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December 1, 2015
by Jem Croucher

Spent a day listening to music
Tunes from across many years
Some which brought a smile to my face
And others which brought a few tears
There were spine tingling moments in there
And times when I jumped to my feet
To dance a while round the living room
When impossible to stay in my seat
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August 2, 2015
by Jem Croucher

Brighton saw a rainbow
but there wasn’t any rain
Throngs lined all the city streets
And Pride shone bright again
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June 8, 2015
by Jem Croucher

As the music fades
with the rhythm of my drum
I am still dancing
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April 4, 2015
by Jem Croucher

I danced on a quay at Emsworth
playing a really big drum
The crowds from the town all following us
and everyone having fun
I danced with Pride in Brighton
‘neath a rainbow coloured flag
The crowds of people partying
in the sun made me feel glad
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October 1, 2014
by beeseeker
Last night, after dancing, laughter,
Connections became passion –
Not yet to be mistaken for commitment –
Between strawberry-blush skies
And a succession of
Blueberry and ash ridges.
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