Cambridge Keenan Poems
A BELLY DANCER
Veils of color fill the air,
Beads and coins flash here and there,
Her energy is really fresh,
Drops of sweat decorate her flesh,
Whirling, twirling around she goes,
Zills on her fingers, bells on her toes,
Undulating movements, grinding hips,
Gracefully her back bone slips,
The music fills her very soul,
As she executes a belly roll,
Then shaking, shimmering into the night, '
She captures her audience with true delight,
All her emotions show and enhance,
Her snake like movements, her belly dance,
Dropping to her knees, ...
You Are More Than Enough
The engaging courage of your character resonates with mine.
You calling my name is as if God Himself has engrossed me in prayer,
His alter is a babbling brook, flowing, rippling over ancient rocks.
Before my very eyes, He transends me to whipping whirpools,
As I am wanton to waltz a wicked waltz of electrifying measures.
You as my Master provide sustenance through sweetly mounting moments,
While crowning cascades overflow with abundant ecstasy.
Rythums of natures heart spill out love