Mummers (a waltz poem)
When
the moon
does
veil
the sun in
shadow
then
appears
the ghostly
masquerade where
masked phantoms
waltz in
an
endless
dance to then
fade in
the
bright sun's
rays
poem by Sheri Hockman
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Ghostly Masquerade Ball
Come one, Come all,
To the Masquerade Ball,
Into this dream,
You'll soon start to fall,
Ghostly figures,
They start to dance,
Hiding dead eyes
Behind beautiful masks,
Shimmering forms,
A beautiful waltz,
Sweet sounding music,
That plays on and on,
Watching in awe,
Not able to move,
As smooth moving figures
Dance around you,
In a new dress,
You put on your mask,
And start to dance
With a shimmering man,
No longer able to leave,
You join this sweet dance,
Flowing with music
You've lost your chance,
So come one, come all,
In this dream you'll soon fall,
Die and join us,
In this Ghostly Masquerade Ball.
poem by Kelly Aragon
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A Dance For The Night Sky
Let's dance to this song
Just this once, we lose all bonds
Our bodies, cascading
We make the world our dance floor
To this final waltz, we sway like waves
Beneath the envious stars
Hearts bursting like fireworks on New Year's Eve
Every star, we claim as ours
We make our mark
Under the moon we dance
The only spark in the night
That could ever be brighter than the moonlight
I am the burning red, and you lush as gold
We illuminate the night's endless fold
A duet of colors, to light the desolate night sky
Brighter than the moon and stars, you and I
For just one night
Take my hand
My last chance
Lasts in this dance under the night sky
For I swear on my last breath
With you I'll make the moon and stars weep
As we dance the most beautiful waltz
The constellations will ever see
poem by Dan Debello
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Masked And Caped
No shadow do I hide behind,
That is masked and caped...
To allow my quick escapes.
Upfront and brave,
Sometimes I shake.
With fears hidden...
But still I can not break.
I suppose it would be easier,
To fake intentions...
Like some who mention them,
To then run away.
But something inside of me,
Remains committed...
To admit what I say,
With a leaving it that way.
No shadow do I hide behind,
That is masked and caped...
Like others dishonest,
Discovered later to masquerade.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Hourglass Waltz
I long to waltz with you once more
On wings of song and light
Our eyes sang a lullaby of love
And in our hearts everlasting
Was our waltz to moon and star above
We bowed to our last dance
Your hand on the hourglass
And to sand and star we pass in Love's immortal grace
As once in laughter, love and life
We embraced
Across endless sand, star and sea I long for you tonight
To waltz love's melody
On moon and star, once more
poem by Lorraine Margueritte Gasrel Black
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Masquerade
Im here , laying underneath
But there is nothing left to say
You slowly went your way from me
Felt your softness fade away
Who am I ?
To make you stay
Oh , here we go again
Entering the masquerade
This is the place
Dreams will shatter
Cover your face and care no more
She dont care no more
These narrowed eyes I dont know
Nothing is there behind
The mask you wear
Now it feels so unreal
Cold as ice
This face I see
Masquerade , masquerade
Let me out
Masquerade, masquerade
Care no more
Masquerade
She dont care no more
Masquerade, masquerade
Let me out to save her
song performed by by Xymox
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The White Dance
1. Music again is heard.
The pianist stood up to name a dance.
And in the view of all
I go to You to have now my chance.
R.: I ask today for dancing only You, and You from all.
And that's not a mistake, that a dance is waltz.
Like a wind whirl the dance will turn us,
Oh, this white dance will surely serve us,
If it will make us real friends tonight.
2. Waltz fly above the earth,
Kind as a friend, and white as a snow.
May be this waltz for long
We shall remember in our thoughts.
R.
song, music by David Tukhmanov, lyrics by I. Shaferan, translated by Lyudmila Purgina
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The Little Fete
I take a bottle of wine and I go drink it among the flowers.
We are allways three ... counting my shadow and my friend the shimmering moon
Happily the moon knows nothing of drinking, and my shadow is never thirsty
When I sing, the moon listens to me in silence. when I dance, my shadow dances too.
After all festivities the guests must depart. this sadness I do not know.
When I go home, the moon goes with me and my shadow follows me
song performed by by Vangelis
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Take This Waltz
Now in vienna theres ten pretty women
Theres a shoulder where death comes to cry
Theres a lobby with nine hundred windows
Theres a tree where the doves go to die
Theres a piece that was torn from the morning
And it hangs in the gallery of frost
Ay, ay, ay, ay
Take this waltz, take this waltz
Take this waltz with the clamp on its jaws
Oh I want you, I want you, I want you
On a chair with a dead magazine
In the cave at the tip of the lily
In some hallways where loves never been
On a bed where the moon has been sweating
In a cry filled with footsteps and sand
Ay, ay, ay, ay
Take this waltz, take this waltz
Take its broken waist in your hand
This waltz, this waltz, this waltz, this waltz
With its very own breath of brandy and death
Dragging its tail in the sea
Theres a concert hall in vienna
Where your mouth had a thousand reviews
Theres a bar where the boys have stopped talking
Theyve been sentenced to death by the blues
Ah, but who is it climbs to your picture
With a garland of freshly cut tears?
Ay, ay, ay, ay
Take this waltz, take this waltz
Take this waltz its been dying for years
Theres an attic where children are playing
Where Ive got to lie down with you soon
In a dream of hungarian lanterns
In the mist of some sweet afternoon
And Ill see what youve chained to your sorrow
All your sheep and your lilies of snow
Ay, ay, ay, ay
Take this waltz, take this waltz
With its Ill never forget you, you know!
This waltz, this waltz, this waltz, this waltz ...
And Ill dance with you in vienna
Ill be wearing a rivers disguise
The hyacinth wild on my shoulder,
My mouth on the dew of your thighs
And Ill bury my soul in a scrapbook,
With the photographs there, and the moss
And Ill yield to the flood of your beauty
My cheap violin and my cross
And youll carry me down on your dancing
To the pools that you lift on your wrist
Oh my love, oh my love
Take this waltz, take this waltz
Its yours now. its all that there is.
song performed by by Leonard Cohen
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On Display
When I first met denial,
It was masked as if casted from my face.
I looked into the mirror to evaluate its presence.
And on that particular day...
I stayed until denial from my face went away.
Self examination is at first excruciating.
Truth on display,
Doesn't fake to a fade or play charade.
Or masquerade its significance.
It comes too real to be felt and adorned.
When I first met denial,
It was masked as if casted from my face.
I looked into the mirror to evaluate its presence.
And on that particular day...
I stayed until denial from my face went away.
Self examination is at first excruciating.
Truth on display,
Doesn't fake to a fade or play charade.
Or masquerade its significance.
It comes too real with a feeling that's adorned!
And as often as I repeat this...
Truth as it was introduced to me,
Has not changed since its delivery.
In fact within me it remains on!
And the more I demand it around me,
The clearer I see the stronger its appearance gets.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Alabama Waltz
Written and recorded by hank williams
Capo on 2nd fret
I was [a] sad and blue, I was [d] down-hearted, too
It [a] seemed like the [e] whole world was [a] lost [e]
And [a] I took a chance, and we [d] happened to dance
To the [a] tune of the [e] alabama [a] waltz.
Chorus
[d] waltz, waltz, the [a] alabama waltz
[b] there all my fears and [e] tears were lost [e7]
[a] there in your arms, with [d] all of your charms
We [a] danced to the [e] alabama [a] waltz.
Chorus
song performed by by Hank Williams
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Alabama Waltz
Written and recorded by hank williams
Capo on 2nd fret
I was [a] sad and blue, I was [d] down-hearted, too
It [a] seemed like the [e] whole world was [a] lost [e]
And [a] I took a chance, and we [d] happened to dance
To the [a] tune of the [e] alabama [a] waltz.
Chorus
[d] waltz, waltz, the [a] alabama waltz
[b] there all my fears and [e] tears were lost [e7]
[a] there in your arms, with [d] all of your charms
We [a] danced to the [e] alabama [a] waltz.
Chorus
song performed by by Hank Williams
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Ballad by the Fire
Slowly I smoke and hug my knee,
The while a witless masquerade
Of things that only children see
Floats in a mist of light and shade:
They pass, a flimsy cavalcade,
And with a weak, remindful glow,
The falling embers break and fade,
As one by one the phantoms go.
Then, with a melancholy glee
To think where once my fancy strayed,
I muse on what the years may be
Whose coming tales are all unsaid,
Till tongs and shovel, snugly laid
Within their shadowed niches, grow
By grim degrees to pick and spade,
As one by one the phantoms go.
But then, what though the mystic Three
Around me ply their merry trade? --
And Charon soon may carry me
Across the gloomy Stygian glade? --
Be up, my soul! nor be afraid
Of what some unborn year may show;
But mind your human debts are paid,
As one by one the phantoms go.
ENVOY
Life is the game that must be played:
This truth at least, good friend, we know;
So live and laugh, nor be dismayed
As one by one the phantoms go.
poem by Edwin Arlington Robinson
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How thick the veil this night – this summer night
How thick the veil this night – this summer night
The long thick veil of Night!
How wander we
Down steps and down
The eerie city streets – at night all desolate
And our paces echo and re-bound
Into the shrine of sacred silence
Into the night of dark they fade
And fade.
And as
We go down
And by the sea
We saw the moon
The languid moon
Leap in to sea!
What suicide!
poem by Emmanuel George Cefai
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The Last Waltz Is Over
The last waltz is over
and we’ll leave together.
Then you will go your way
and I will go another.
Although the waltz is over
and we have to part,
you are still with me
deep within my heart.
Tomorrow is another day
and the dance begins again.
All day we’ll be dancing to the music
that should never end.
However no sooner does it start,
than it is over once again
and the last waltz is playing
as the evening descends.
poem by David Harris
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Like An Old Fashioned Waltz
(sandy denny)
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Primrose is pale
On the velvet green hue
Warm summer days
Like cool water falls
Like music we hear
Those things well always hold dear
Like an old fashioned waltz
When the moonlight shines down
On the hollywood world
And the heroine waits
For her love to return
And the violins play
>from behind garden walls
Oh how I love to remain
With the silver refrain
Of an old fashioned waltz
And they dance round the floor
And theres no one else there
In the world is no worry
And is never a care
By the perfect moon
As the nightingale calls
With only the moon
And the nostalgic tune
Of an old fashioned waltz
song performed by by Emmylou Harris
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Amidst The Flowers A Jug Of Wine
Amidst the flowers a jug of wine,
I pour alone lacking companionship.
So raising the cup I invite the Moon,
Then turn to my shadow which makes three of us.
Because the Moon does not know how to drink,
My shadow merely follows the movement of my body.
The moon has brought the shadow to keep me company a while,
The practice of mirth should keep pace with spring.
I start a song and the moon begins to reel,
I rise and dance and the shadow moves grotesquely.
While I'm still conscious let's rejoice with one another,
After I'm drunk let each one go his way.
Let us bind ourselves for ever for passionless journeyings.
Let us swear to meet again far in the Milky Way.
Drinking Alone
I take my wine jug out among the flowers
to drink alone, without friends.
I raise my cup to entice the moon.
That, and my shadow, makes us three.
But the moon doesn't drink,
and my shadow silently follows.
I will travel with moon and shadow,
happy to the end of spring.
When I sing, the moon dances.
When I dance, my shadow dances, too.
We share life's joys when sober.
Drunk, each goes a separate way.
Constant friends, although we wander,
we'll meet again in the Milky Way.
Li T'ai-po
tr. Hamil
Divine Mother Pele
In endless night eternal shadow volcanic fire
Upon the moon
And day burns red in an eclipse of the Earth
Through the death of the moon
Ancient worlds in extrophy
Through a vision of fire
Oh Kiluae, art thou the House of the Moon as
Haleakala is the House of the Sun
Endless shadow of ancient worlds
Through a vision of fire
The House of the Moon in the House of the Sun
Oh Divine Mother Pele, will the Earth return to
Ash in an alchemical purification like the phoenix
In volcanic fire
The moon and the Sun
And endless universes on fire
Oh, Divine Mother Pele, art thou a Daughter of Maya
And of the Endless Cycles of Universal flux
Thou art not the end of time for the Earth, but its Rebirth
poem by Dr. Antoinette Voget
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Three—With the Moon and His Shadow
With a jar of wine I sit by the flowering trees.
I drink alone, and where are my friends?
Ah, the moon above looks down on me;
I call and lift my cup to his brightness.
And see, there goes my shadow before me.
Ho! We're a party of three, I say,—
Though the poor moon can't drink,
And my shadow but dances around me,
We're all friends to-night,
The drinker, the moon and the shadow.
Let our revelry be meet for the spring time!
I sing, the wild moon wanders the sky.
I dance, my shadow goes tumbling about.
While we're awake, let us join in carousal;
Only sweet drunkenness shall ever part us.
Let us pledge a friendship no mortals know,
And often hail each other at evening
Far across the vast and vaporous space!
Sssssss....Pop!
Mesmerizing is the glow of the firelight as flames dance their unrehearsed waltz to the music of the log. Sizzle…sssssss. Pop! The orchestra plays on as the partners dance; higher and faster still they dance. All in iridescent splendor; in orange and in yellow, they curve, and bend, and twist. They move to the beat of an unseen maestro. Dance on! Dance on! . Sizzle….ssssssss. Pop! Mesmerizing the audience and dancing their unrehearsed waltz to the music of the log. Sizzle……sssssssss. Pop!