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GRISELDA DOES THE TWISTA Chapter by Peter RogersonOn their way to Brumpton Griselda and her councillor call in at a pub for refreshment... |
I am a woman In Love with the Setting StarsA Poem by HelenaAn idea from "The Night Abraham Called to the Stars” |
The Katakuri That Won’t MoveA Poem by T.C MatthewsOn a pedestal lean and brimful,Dolls smile a vacant glee.The master came and with a clapThe dolls whirls and twirls.But in the sea of mirth,A lone dol.. |
Faerie TreeA Poem by SpiceCookieIn the new joy of spring stands a tree. |
WEDDING PLANSA Chapter by Peter RogersonTwo sets of wedding plans, decades apart... |
THE CABARETA Chapter by Peter RogersonA cheesy early kind of music hall at the Maison de L'amour |
SwayA Poem by Richard MThe beauty of dancing with my best friend; being accepted, understood in that love and this body. Dancing with her touched me so deeply (deeper than .. |
Betsy and BartA Poem by Debbie BarryJust a silly rhyme that wandered into my head. |
"The rhythm of the night," danza.A Chapter by Brett NortjeDancing and self expression. |
Dancing under the starsA Poem by OnlymeDancing after midnightunder a full sky of twinkling diamond-like starsA glorious full moon shining brightlycasting a delightful lightupon us both belo.. |
Jammin'A Story by Young ClarityJust a little story telling. Trying to capture a joyful moment. |
Anchored AnklesA Poem by mobiustripThis short rap verse was inspired by the synergy of acid experiences with great music and the doctors who pressured me to take subutex to quit my popp.. |
Dancing in the rain.A Poem by OnlymeShe loved to go outsidewhen it was raining.And dance under its droplets.And feel it touch her face, arms,body, and legs. You could hear her laughing o.. |
Solo DancerA Poem by Richard MMemories of former times and the freedom of liberation |
Dancing With The DevilA Poem by Mif i danced with the devil, how could I survive? would the heat of the flames kill me or the devil himself? would you watch me A face in the cro.. |
To Fall In LoveA Poem by Uranus. |
A Dancing Towards Making.A Poem by Ken Simm.How to look and draw. |