Poems About Dance Seeking Friendly Advice
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Poems about dance seeking friendly advice. Friendly advice and comments have been requested for these poems.
Hungry Eyes 2
The window of my soul exposed, in the midst of time
Slowly closing the portal to my heart, mind as my soul gradually ascends above the stars
The element of such a beautiful clandestine oath
Abandoned in the reality of truth
Claimed so gently in the heat of the night
Forbidden tender whispers
Surrendering wants, as needs gently meander over my silken skin
Indenting the blissfulness of its undeniable flaming desire
I feel the rhapsody when you call out my name
In each lyrical heartbeat...
Slowly closing the portal to my heart, mind as my soul gradually ascends above the stars
The element of such a beautiful clandestine oath
Abandoned in the reality of truth
Claimed so gently in the heat of the night
Forbidden tender whispers
Surrendering wants, as needs gently meander over my silken skin
Indenting the blissfulness of its undeniable flaming desire
I feel the rhapsody when you call out my name
In each lyrical heartbeat...
#dance
#music
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A Ballet Of Jewels
Swaying
dancing
trees
Adorned
with
emeralds
Windswept
finery
by Jemia
dancing
trees
Adorned
with
emeralds
Windswept
finery
by Jemia
#beauty
#dance
#nature
#wind
#haiku
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They Danced
They danced in the vale
of the shining waters,
chests heaving with anticipation
as smiling lips touched
and fingers brushed, a subtle
collarbone while the
stars fell away,
in the midst of
their embrace.
of the shining waters,
chests heaving with anticipation
as smiling lips touched
and fingers brushed, a subtle
collarbone while the
stars fell away,
in the midst of
their embrace.
#dance
#hope
#love
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4 Comments
Butterfly Dance
She walked into the nightclub
in a tantalizing tight black dress
accentuating every curve
strangely beautiful, I must confess.
Wearing orange Bakelite jewelry
she bought for just fifty cents
silver rings on every finger
her confidence sure to impress.
She stepped out on the dance floor
swaying those curving hips
showing off her Monarch wings
a mischievous smile upon dark red lips.
No one knew what to make of it
they’d never seen a creature like her before
with wings spread out and fluttering
as she...
in a tantalizing tight black dress
accentuating every curve
strangely beautiful, I must confess.
Wearing orange Bakelite jewelry
she bought for just fifty cents
silver rings on every finger
her confidence sure to impress.
She stepped out on the dance floor
swaying those curving hips
showing off her Monarch wings
a mischievous smile upon dark red lips.
No one knew what to make of it
they’d never seen a creature like her before
with wings spread out and fluttering
as she...
#butterfly
#fiction
#WritingPoetry
#dance
#seductive
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8 Comments
The Men Don't Dance
I feel the beat,
and in turn
find myself moved
to a busy dancefloor
always outnumbered by women
but thrilled by such odds
inevitably drawing one
close to me
eyes locked
safely seeing
if our bodies would match
in a different arena,
and my skill isn't as important
as my willingness
and that shift to a slower tempo
draws one to ask
if I will join
which I graciously do
and so often
it is confessed
that the husband don't dance
- it is a common complaint
and so, briefly
I engage in...
and in turn
find myself moved
to a busy dancefloor
always outnumbered by women
but thrilled by such odds
inevitably drawing one
close to me
eyes locked
safely seeing
if our bodies would match
in a different arena,
and my skill isn't as important
as my willingness
and that shift to a slower tempo
draws one to ask
if I will join
which I graciously do
and so often
it is confessed
that the husband don't dance
- it is a common complaint
and so, briefly
I engage in...
#dance
#sensual
262 reads
4 Comments
Dancing Beauty
As I watched you dance, entranced,
My heart quickened in a rhythmic dance.
With each graceful motion, a chance,
To witness beauty, a sweet romance.
The elegance of your moves, a trance,
Passion exuding, a captivating advance.
I stood mesmerized, in a trance,
As you wove a dance, a poetic lance.
You, an angel in fluid stance,
A rare divine beauty, a cosmic dance.
My heart skips a beat, in a trance,
Whenever our eyes meet, love's enhance.
My heart quickened in a rhythmic dance.
With each graceful motion, a chance,
To witness beauty, a sweet romance.
The elegance of your moves, a trance,
Passion exuding, a captivating advance.
I stood mesmerized, in a trance,
As you wove a dance, a poetic lance.
You, an angel in fluid stance,
A rare divine beauty, a cosmic dance.
My heart skips a beat, in a trance,
Whenever our eyes meet, love's enhance.
#love
#music
#FallingInLove
#dance
#passion
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Mr. Sancho’s Rainbow Dance
Mr. Sancho’s Rainbow Dance
Dreadlocks flying free as the wind
He finds redemption
In a Marley vinyl
That fine-tunes his soul
For an irrepressible dance
On the streets of Old Cartagena
Where he is a song of nature
Strummed on the guitar of his body
When his sinewy muscle strings vibrate
To the freedom of a Caribeña breeze
There he hovers like a dragonfly
In the shadow of Spanish colonial Cathedral
Winged feet dance with the sun
In his Caribbean sandals
As he flamenco struts
With a sunbeam...
Dreadlocks flying free as the wind
He finds redemption
In a Marley vinyl
That fine-tunes his soul
For an irrepressible dance
On the streets of Old Cartagena
Where he is a song of nature
Strummed on the guitar of his body
When his sinewy muscle strings vibrate
To the freedom of a Caribeña breeze
There he hovers like a dragonfly
In the shadow of Spanish colonial Cathedral
Winged feet dance with the sun
In his Caribbean sandals
As he flamenco struts
With a sunbeam...
#city
#music
#freedom
#escape
#dance
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Red
A vintage beauty
with fashion and flair,
long and flaming,
wild ginger red hair.
Cool to the touch
in her retro Lennon shades
she walks like a supermodel
her hips slightly swag.
Wearing body-hugging pants
of avocado green
reminiscent of the 60s
it is quite the scene.
Dancing to the music
in her own living room
snapping her fingers
and singing to the tune.
with fashion and flair,
long and flaming,
wild ginger red hair.
Cool to the touch
in her retro Lennon shades
she walks like a supermodel
her hips slightly swag.
Wearing body-hugging pants
of avocado green
reminiscent of the 60s
it is quite the scene.
Dancing to the music
in her own living room
snapping her fingers
and singing to the tune.
#happiness
#women
#music
#WritingPoetry
#dance
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8 Comments
ale and horses
Ale and horses
There was only one brewery in our hometown covering the whole district on flat-bed wagons with 50 horses
to get work as a driver was a sought-after occupation
when crates had been delivered at one grocer there was
usually the sharing of a bottle of beer which during the day amounted to a fair of ale.
At the time a left-wing Christian political party was in power and used its position to deny licenses to cafes
and restaurants that often went bankrupt.
This banning of alcohol policy didn't stop people from
drinking they made their...
There was only one brewery in our hometown covering the whole district on flat-bed wagons with 50 horses
to get work as a driver was a sought-after occupation
when crates had been delivered at one grocer there was
usually the sharing of a bottle of beer which during the day amounted to a fair of ale.
At the time a left-wing Christian political party was in power and used its position to deny licenses to cafes
and restaurants that often went bankrupt.
This banning of alcohol policy didn't stop people from
drinking they made their...
#art
#dance
#culture
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Home Alone
I finally have the house to myself,
the music is turned up loud,
I can be free to dance and sing,
foolishly playing around.
I can watch a horror flick,
while painting my toenails green,
and make popcorn and hot chocolate,
now that will be a scream!
I can spread my artwork everywhere,
and make a giant mess,
paper mache and sewing supplies,
what shall I do next?
I’ll clean the mess up later,
before they all get home,
it’s time to watch another movie,
and enjoy this time alone.
the music is turned up loud,
I can be free to dance and sing,
foolishly playing around.
I can watch a horror flick,
while painting my toenails green,
and make popcorn and hot chocolate,
now that will be a scream!
I can spread my artwork everywhere,
and make a giant mess,
paper mache and sewing supplies,
what shall I do next?
I’ll clean the mess up later,
before they all get home,
it’s time to watch another movie,
and enjoy this time alone.
#happiness
#music
#myself
#art
#dance
208 reads
12 Comments
Lunar Sea (5-7-5 Haiku)
Moonlight
Shadows
Dance
Upon
Inky
Blue
Waters
Reflections
Ripple
by Jemia
Shadows
Dance
Upon
Inky
Blue
Waters
Reflections
Ripple
by Jemia
#moon
#water
#nature
#haiku
#dance
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MUSIC
She professed apropos that music is her only lover then kissed the sweet sounding melody of her favorite song
her braids flowing wild and free, becoming one with her untamed heart whilst two stepping tightly caressing her drink "Patron Grand Burdeos."
her braids flowing wild and free, becoming one with her untamed heart whilst two stepping tightly caressing her drink "Patron Grand Burdeos."
#love
#music
#dance
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