Villev
Poem Published
9th May 2024 11:05am
9th May 2024 11:05am
Afterparty in the neighborhood
Black leather
Doused with sun tan crisco
She's dancing the funky
San Fran Disco
Oozing sweat
Hair wet
She shakes
Rattles and twirls
in her own world
Dance Floor Girl
The Dj plays
his audience dances the night away
Candles burn
Incense
The moon soon fades
as night turns to day
Nightmares
soon are dreamt away
in the midst
of a brand new day
met with hulahoops
dancing boys and girls
who knew nothing of yesterday
.
Doused with sun tan crisco
She's dancing the funky
San Fran Disco
Oozing sweat
Hair wet
She shakes
Rattles and twirls
in her own world
Dance Floor Girl
The Dj plays
his audience dances the night away
Candles burn
Incense
The moon soon fades
as night turns to day
Nightmares
soon are dreamt away
in the midst
of a brand new day
met with hulahoops
dancing boys and girls
who knew nothing of yesterday
.
#dance
#holiday
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Villev
Poem Published
9th May 2024 11:05am
9th May 2024 11:05am
Afterparty in the neighborhood
Black leather
Doused with sun tan crisco
She's dancing the funky
San Fran Disco
Oozing sweat
Hair wet
She shakes
Rattles and twirls
in her own world
Dance Floor Girl
The Dj plays
his audience dances the night away
Candles burn
Incense
The moon soon fades
as night turns to day
Nightmares
soon are dreamt away
in the midst
of a brand new day
met with hulahoops
dancing boys and girls
who knew nothing of yesterday
.
Doused with sun tan crisco
She's dancing the funky
San Fran Disco
Oozing sweat
Hair wet
She shakes
Rattles and twirls
in her own world
Dance Floor Girl
The Dj plays
his audience dances the night away
Candles burn
Incense
The moon soon fades
as night turns to day
Nightmares
soon are dreamt away
in the midst
of a brand new day
met with hulahoops
dancing boys and girls
who knew nothing of yesterday
.
#dance
#holiday
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Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
25th Dec 2020 7:07pm
25th Dec 2020 7:07pm
The Empty Chair ( for Amy & all who have lost someone )
Christmas is an empty chair
donning a dining table
during holiday—
Condolences haunt
as words, until meaning
fumbles between our lips
We flail at half-loss
as razor blades, slicing
inadequacy apart
Yet, offer them regardless
to salvage the wreckage
of our helplessness
Praying our brave dearth
proves comfort enough
~
donning a dining table
during holiday—
Condolences haunt
as words, until meaning
fumbles between our lips
We flail at half-loss
as razor blades, slicing
inadequacy apart
Yet, offer them regardless
to salvage the wreckage
of our helplessness
Praying our brave dearth
proves comfort enough
~
#death
#Christmas
#holiday #PowerOfWords
#holiday #PowerOfWords
779 reads
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
25th Dec 2020 7:07pm
25th Dec 2020 7:07pm
The Empty Chair ( for Amy & all who have lost someone )
Christmas is an empty chair
donning a dining table
during holiday—
Condolences haunt
as words, until meaning
fumbles between our lips
We flail at half-loss
as razor blades, slicing
inadequacy apart
Yet, offer them regardless
to salvage the wreckage
of our helplessness
Praying our brave dearth
proves comfort enough
~
donning a dining table
during holiday—
Condolences haunt
as words, until meaning
fumbles between our lips
We flail at half-loss
as razor blades, slicing
inadequacy apart
Yet, offer them regardless
to salvage the wreckage
of our helplessness
Praying our brave dearth
proves comfort enough
~
#death
#Christmas
#holiday #PowerOfWords
#holiday #PowerOfWords
779 reads
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
25th Dec 2020 7:07pm
25th Dec 2020 7:07pm
The Empty Chair ( for Amy & all who have lost someone )
Christmas is an empty chair
donning a dining table
during holiday—
Condolences haunt
as words, until meaning
fumbles between our lips
We flail at half-loss
as razor blades, slicing
inadequacy apart
Yet, offer them regardless
to salvage the wreckage
of our helplessness
Praying our brave dearth
proves comfort enough
~
donning a dining table
during holiday—
Condolences haunt
as words, until meaning
fumbles between our lips
We flail at half-loss
as razor blades, slicing
inadequacy apart
Yet, offer them regardless
to salvage the wreckage
of our helplessness
Praying our brave dearth
proves comfort enough
~
#death
#Christmas
#holiday #PowerOfWords
#holiday #PowerOfWords
779 reads
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
25th Dec 2020 7:07pm
25th Dec 2020 7:07pm
The Empty Chair ( for Amy & all who have lost someone )
Christmas is an empty chair
donning a dining table
during holiday—
Condolences haunt
as words, until meaning
fumbles between our lips
We flail at half-loss
as razor blades, slicing
inadequacy apart
Yet, offer them regardless
to salvage the wreckage
of our helplessness
Praying our brave dearth
proves comfort enough
~
donning a dining table
during holiday—
Condolences haunt
as words, until meaning
fumbles between our lips
We flail at half-loss
as razor blades, slicing
inadequacy apart
Yet, offer them regardless
to salvage the wreckage
of our helplessness
Praying our brave dearth
proves comfort enough
~
#death
#Christmas
#holiday #PowerOfWords
#holiday #PowerOfWords
779 reads
PAR
Poem Published
24th Nov 2024 12:46pm
24th Nov 2024 12:46pm
Mingle Hells
Jingle bells, the night prevails,
the skull full of vodka sways.
Through the snow the spirits flow
in a haze of holiday craze.
Silent nights with blurry sights.
Laughter echoes in the air.
Raise a toast to the ghost
of memories we all share.
Cheers to friends and to the ends
of bottles lined in a row.
In the glow let it show.
The warmth of hearts we know.
Jingle bells, the story tells
of nights both wild and bright.
With the skull full of vodka
we toast to the festive light.
the skull full of vodka sways.
Through the snow the spirits flow
in a haze of holiday craze.
Silent nights with blurry sights.
Laughter echoes in the air.
Raise a toast to the ghost
of memories we all share.
Cheers to friends and to the ends
of bottles lined in a row.
In the glow let it show.
The warmth of hearts we know.
Jingle bells, the story tells
of nights both wild and bright.
With the skull full of vodka
we toast to the festive light.
#alcohol
#Christmas
#hell
#holiday
#lies
116 reads
8 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
24th Nov 2024 12:46pm
24th Nov 2024 12:46pm
Mingle Hells
Jingle bells, the night prevails,
the skull full of vodka sways.
Through the snow the spirits flow
in a haze of holiday craze.
Silent nights with blurry sights.
Laughter echoes in the air.
Raise a toast to the ghost
of memories we all share.
Cheers to friends and to the ends
of bottles lined in a row.
In the glow let it show.
The warmth of hearts we know.
Jingle bells, the story tells
of nights both wild and bright.
With the skull full of vodka
we toast to the festive light.
the skull full of vodka sways.
Through the snow the spirits flow
in a haze of holiday craze.
Silent nights with blurry sights.
Laughter echoes in the air.
Raise a toast to the ghost
of memories we all share.
Cheers to friends and to the ends
of bottles lined in a row.
In the glow let it show.
The warmth of hearts we know.
Jingle bells, the story tells
of nights both wild and bright.
With the skull full of vodka
we toast to the festive light.
#alcohol
#Christmas
#hell
#holiday
#lies
116 reads
8 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
24th Nov 2024 12:46pm
24th Nov 2024 12:46pm
Mingle Hells
Jingle bells, the night prevails,
the skull full of vodka sways.
Through the snow the spirits flow
in a haze of holiday craze.
Silent nights with blurry sights.
Laughter echoes in the air.
Raise a toast to the ghost
of memories we all share.
Cheers to friends and to the ends
of bottles lined in a row.
In the glow let it show.
The warmth of hearts we know.
Jingle bells, the story tells
of nights both wild and bright.
With the skull full of vodka
we toast to the festive light.
the skull full of vodka sways.
Through the snow the spirits flow
in a haze of holiday craze.
Silent nights with blurry sights.
Laughter echoes in the air.
Raise a toast to the ghost
of memories we all share.
Cheers to friends and to the ends
of bottles lined in a row.
In the glow let it show.
The warmth of hearts we know.
Jingle bells, the story tells
of nights both wild and bright.
With the skull full of vodka
we toast to the festive light.
#alcohol
#Christmas
#hell
#holiday
#lies
116 reads
8 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
24th Nov 2024 12:46pm
24th Nov 2024 12:46pm
Mingle Hells
Jingle bells, the night prevails,
the skull full of vodka sways.
Through the snow the spirits flow
in a haze of holiday craze.
Silent nights with blurry sights.
Laughter echoes in the air.
Raise a toast to the ghost
of memories we all share.
Cheers to friends and to the ends
of bottles lined in a row.
In the glow let it show.
The warmth of hearts we know.
Jingle bells, the story tells
of nights both wild and bright.
With the skull full of vodka
we toast to the festive light.
the skull full of vodka sways.
Through the snow the spirits flow
in a haze of holiday craze.
Silent nights with blurry sights.
Laughter echoes in the air.
Raise a toast to the ghost
of memories we all share.
Cheers to friends and to the ends
of bottles lined in a row.
In the glow let it show.
The warmth of hearts we know.
Jingle bells, the story tells
of nights both wild and bright.
With the skull full of vodka
we toast to the festive light.
#alcohol
#Christmas
#hell
#holiday
#lies
116 reads
8 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
24th Nov 2024 12:46pm
24th Nov 2024 12:46pm
Mingle Hells
Jingle bells, the night prevails,
the skull full of vodka sways.
Through the snow the spirits flow
in a haze of holiday craze.
Silent nights with blurry sights.
Laughter echoes in the air.
Raise a toast to the ghost
of memories we all share.
Cheers to friends and to the ends
of bottles lined in a row.
In the glow let it show.
The warmth of hearts we know.
Jingle bells, the story tells
of nights both wild and bright.
With the skull full of vodka
we toast to the festive light.
the skull full of vodka sways.
Through the snow the spirits flow
in a haze of holiday craze.
Silent nights with blurry sights.
Laughter echoes in the air.
Raise a toast to the ghost
of memories we all share.
Cheers to friends and to the ends
of bottles lined in a row.
In the glow let it show.
The warmth of hearts we know.
Jingle bells, the story tells
of nights both wild and bright.
With the skull full of vodka
we toast to the festive light.
#alcohol
#Christmas
#hell
#holiday
#lies
116 reads
8 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
24th Nov 2022 3:57pm
24th Nov 2022 3:57pm
Today I Could Be Your ….
Father
Brother
Uncle
Son
Husband
Lover
Roommate
Cell Mate
Fox Hole Buddy
Dog
Rogue
Friend
Poet
Other
So take your pick
Either way
I’m going for the dark meat when you’re not looking.
You can be my candied yam …
Brother
Uncle
Son
Husband
Lover
Roommate
Cell Mate
Fox Hole Buddy
Dog
Rogue
Friend
Poet
Other
So take your pick
Either way
I’m going for the dark meat when you’re not looking.
You can be my candied yam …
#love
#friendship
#holiday
#funny
#support
441 reads
20 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About Holidays Published by Members Recently Online
