Poems About Dance Seeking Honest Critique
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Poems about dance seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
hypnotize
mesmerizing, hypnotizing
bringing out the minxy
I feel the music, it washes over me
tiptoeing through the beats
until I start to move
thumping with the bass
it is intoxicating
moving in tempo with the rhythm
escalating in the moment
it feels good just to be
mania spins in and out
I love the feeling
tic toc and swing
pursuing the bars
climbing the notes
in beat with the music
I take a minute to enjoy myself
it may seem silly but sometimes its necessary
just to be happy
I...
bringing out the minxy
I feel the music, it washes over me
tiptoeing through the beats
until I start to move
thumping with the bass
it is intoxicating
moving in tempo with the rhythm
escalating in the moment
it feels good just to be
mania spins in and out
I love the feeling
tic toc and swing
pursuing the bars
climbing the notes
in beat with the music
I take a minute to enjoy myself
it may seem silly but sometimes its necessary
just to be happy
I...
#dance
#music
128 reads
2 Comments
lullaby gentlemen and goodbye maidens
in the chiming of the midnight hours
the white ghost of your eyes floats
in the West Wing Ballroom
everyone dances.
the wind dances in the hours and the touch
of the chime erases memories
destroys hopes and desires
causes some yawns.
the white ghost tries to get attention
of other no less ghosts
that float over the drinking cups
deaf ghosts of oblivion.
elegant cut dresses sparkling dust
of forgotten furniture leaning against the wall
all diners float around
like the white towels...
the white ghost of your eyes floats
in the West Wing Ballroom
everyone dances.
the wind dances in the hours and the touch
of the chime erases memories
destroys hopes and desires
causes some yawns.
the white ghost tries to get attention
of other no less ghosts
that float over the drinking cups
deaf ghosts of oblivion.
elegant cut dresses sparkling dust
of forgotten furniture leaning against the wall
all diners float around
like the white towels...
#art
#dance
#love
#music
#sadness
124 reads
4 Comments
Resilient like Ceekaih: A Poem
In the echoes of a turbulent past, I bounce back, elastic,
Living with a lively spirit, never fragile or drastic.
Spirited and bouncy, like a springy force of will,
Whippy in resilience, I endure, I fulfill.
Adaptable and resourceful, in every twist and turn,
Robust and tenacious, lessons learned and earned.
Durable through trials, flexible yet strong,
Sturdy in resolve, where I belong.
I'm adaptive, sustainable in life's intricate dance,
Tough and pliable, finding strength in every chance.
Vulnerable yet tolerant, supportive of...
Living with a lively spirit, never fragile or drastic.
Spirited and bouncy, like a springy force of will,
Whippy in resilience, I endure, I fulfill.
Adaptable and resourceful, in every twist and turn,
Robust and tenacious, lessons learned and earned.
Durable through trials, flexible yet strong,
Sturdy in resolve, where I belong.
I'm adaptive, sustainable in life's intricate dance,
Tough and pliable, finding strength in every chance.
Vulnerable yet tolerant, supportive of...
#CallToAction
#dance
#lyrics #music
#lyrics #music
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0 Comments
Hands and Mouth
In fervent clasp and whispers soft,
your craft does speak its worth,
with hands that dance in earnest toil,
and voice that births mirth.
Yet, 'neath the sheen of flawless guise,
doth lie the artist's truth,
for passion's fire and effort's sweat
oft mar the work's smooth youth.
The hands, though skilled,
may falter 'neath the weight of perfect aim,
and mouth, though clear, might waver
as if caught in silent claim.
Perfection's chase is noble,
yet in its stern, exacting breath,
lies the risk of...
your craft does speak its worth,
with hands that dance in earnest toil,
and voice that births mirth.
Yet, 'neath the sheen of flawless guise,
doth lie the artist's truth,
for passion's fire and effort's sweat
oft mar the work's smooth youth.
The hands, though skilled,
may falter 'neath the weight of perfect aim,
and mouth, though clear, might waver
as if caught in silent claim.
Perfection's chase is noble,
yet in its stern, exacting breath,
lies the risk of...
#art
#dance
#lust
#passion
#sex
132 reads
5 Comments
Discovering self-love in coffee foam
In the great theater of life a lone man stands,
married to himself, in self-embrace he united.
Oh, joyful life, such a bright masquerade,
however, behind the mask misery escapes.
Ode to the joy of foam:
When the dawn light breaks, laughter in the air,
children play freely without a single care.
The warm pulse of love, a comforting embrace,
in the cradle of simplicity the tender grace of life.
The Agony of Coffee:
But behold! The skies darken, the storms are fierce,
man stumbles and falls as sorrows pierce. ...
married to himself, in self-embrace he united.
Oh, joyful life, such a bright masquerade,
however, behind the mask misery escapes.
Ode to the joy of foam:
When the dawn light breaks, laughter in the air,
children play freely without a single care.
The warm pulse of love, a comforting embrace,
in the cradle of simplicity the tender grace of life.
The Agony of Coffee:
But behold! The skies darken, the storms are fierce,
man stumbles and falls as sorrows pierce. ...
#confessional
#dance
#loneliness
#myself
#tragedy
127 reads
8 Comments
Mark Sneaked Into A Nightclub
Mark sneaked into a nightclub.
He saw Jennifer doing a stripper act.
She tried to explain afterwards.
He saw Jennifer doing a stripper act.
She tried to explain afterwards.
#dance
#deception
#fiction
#friendship
#sensual
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0 Comments
The Powerful Women of Big Daddy's
In the heart of Bourbon Street, we stood tall,
Not just survivors, but conquerors of all.
Through the haze of neon lights and nights so long,
Our strength was unmatched, unwavering, and strong.
Through the smoke and lights, in that raucous din,
We ruled the nights with unwavering grins.
We stood tall in five-inch heels,
Ruling the night, an unstoppable force,
Strong women, never weak, never yielding,
Surviving the men, surviving the scene,
Management's grip, and the struggles unseen.
Heels like daggers, five inches high,
Sent many a...
Not just survivors, but conquerors of all.
Through the haze of neon lights and nights so long,
Our strength was unmatched, unwavering, and strong.
Through the smoke and lights, in that raucous din,
We ruled the nights with unwavering grins.
We stood tall in five-inch heels,
Ruling the night, an unstoppable force,
Strong women, never weak, never yielding,
Surviving the men, surviving the scene,
Management's grip, and the struggles unseen.
Heels like daggers, five inches high,
Sent many a...
#dance
#freedom
#job
110 reads
0 Comments
Queen of dance
#dance
#dreams
#sexy
195 reads
2 Comments
Discovered That She Was Hungover, Alone And Naked
She
opened
her eyes and
discovered that
she was hungover,
alone and naked with
no way of knowing how she
got to be that way and why but
that was before she remembered that
she went to a party with some dorm mates.
opened
her eyes and
discovered that
she was hungover,
alone and naked with
no way of knowing how she
got to be that way and why but
that was before she remembered that
she went to a party with some dorm mates.
#alcohol
#dance
#dating
#fiction
#music
220 reads
4 Comments
Oh Yeah!
Dancing at the ball, oh yeah!
Blue Girl, she's so fine
She can dance and she can fly.
Blue Girl, she's so fine
She can dance and she can fly.
#dance
#funny
105 reads
2 Comments
Dancing
A blue sand girl? How absurd
Can she dance well, sir?
Let us clap to the music!
Can she dance well, sir?
Let us clap to the music!
#dance
#love
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0 Comments
What Are You Doing Here? Are You Spying On Me?
Iris
gets on stage
at this
strip club and starts to
dance before she sees
in the audience
her first
dorm roommate
Chloe.
gets on stage
at this
strip club and starts to
dance before she sees
in the audience
her first
dorm roommate
Chloe.
#dance
#fiction
#friendship
#secrets
#sensual
167 reads
0 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About Dance Seeking Honest Critique