Poems About Dance Seeking Honest Critique
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Poems about dance seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
Stilettos ( just for fun they said)
they waited for restless feet
born to dance
toe shoes with spiked heels
glamorous occasions
held in cities finest
how they ador(n)ed her
entrance(d) on the arm of her past love
made inches taller
she was the essence of glamor
once among the crowd
he would leave her
to her own devices
not to lose her in his sights
but to enjoy her even from
across the room
where she mingled so easily
to the rhythm
of corporate
confident in her shiny black
her toes always pointed
in...
born to dance
toe shoes with spiked heels
glamorous occasions
held in cities finest
how they ador(n)ed her
entrance(d) on the arm of her past love
made inches taller
she was the essence of glamor
once among the crowd
he would leave her
to her own devices
not to lose her in his sights
but to enjoy her even from
across the room
where she mingled so easily
to the rhythm
of corporate
confident in her shiny black
her toes always pointed
in...
#LifeAsAWriter
#dance
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8 Comments
At This One Premiere Party
At this one premiere
party for a new
movie, I saw this
ebony chick look
at me with a smile.
party for a new
movie, I saw this
ebony chick look
at me with a smile.
#women
#music
#fiction
#dialogue
#dance
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2 Comments
LEATHER AND LACE
That leather and lace
keeps all things in place
as on pole I dance
while you clutch your pants.
You don't want to see
what the gravity
could do when I flick
my upside-down trick!
And where could you stick,
in your way so slick,
the ten dollar notes
that express your votes
appreciating
my demonstrating
and bid me encore
my dancing off-floor?
keeps all things in place
as on pole I dance
while you clutch your pants.
You don't want to see
what the gravity
could do when I flick
my upside-down trick!
And where could you stick,
in your way so slick,
the ten dollar notes
that express your votes
appreciating
my demonstrating
and bid me encore
my dancing off-floor?
#rhyming
#dance
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3 Comments
Where He Saw His Old High School Flame
George stepped into
a room where
he saw his old
high school flame Ulla do
a strip tease in front of
him only to have the
alarm clock wake George up from that dream.
a room where
he saw his old
high school flame Ulla do
a strip tease in front of
him only to have the
alarm clock wake George up from that dream.
#dreams
#fiction
#lover
#dance
#sensual
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Powerhouses of Bourbon Street
Beneath the neon lights of Bourbon's street,
Where history and magic still compete,
There was a time of power and grace,
A bygone era that we still can trace.
It was a time when women took the stage,
With fire in their eyes and hearts ablaze,
Survivors and warriors, they overcame,
The obstacles that would leave most in shame.
At Big Daddy's they danced with such might,
Their movements pure poetry, a beautiful sight,
Each step a testament to their strength,
Their resilience, their power, at arm's length.
And though...
Where history and magic still compete,
There was a time of power and grace,
A bygone era that we still can trace.
It was a time when women took the stage,
With fire in their eyes and hearts ablaze,
Survivors and warriors, they overcame,
The obstacles that would leave most in shame.
At Big Daddy's they danced with such might,
Their movements pure poetry, a beautiful sight,
Each step a testament to their strength,
Their resilience, their power, at arm's length.
And though...
#freedom
#art
#dance
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3 Comments
Golden Memories of Bourbon Street and Big Daddy's: Celebrating Empowerment and Entertainment
I consider myself extremely fortunate to have been a part of the golden era of Bourbon Street, where the music flowed like honey and the scent of Lucky dogs filled the air. Every night was a new adventure, and I had the pleasure of meeting people from all around the world, each with their own unique story to tell.
Whether I was chatting with the famous chicken man or watching talented dancers perform on the stage, there was always something special happening. And the chance to dance alongside world-famous entertainers like Sandra Sexton and GiO was nothing short of exhilarating. The...
Whether I was chatting with the famous chicken man or watching talented dancers perform on the stage, there was always something special happening. And the chance to dance alongside world-famous entertainers like Sandra Sexton and GiO was nothing short of exhilarating. The...
#freedom
#art
#dance
#passion
#job
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Unleashing the Magic on Bourbon Street
Dancing on stage in front of a crowded room,
The cheers so loud the stage vibrates with its own energy,
The air is electric, the air filled with smoke,
And the smell of lucky dogs & perfume uniquely Bourbon Street.
From the swing to the stage to the back-stage,
An endless routine that continuously dances in my mind,
Looking at my memories through a pane of frozen glass,
My frozen memories slowly brought back to life by my magic.
The stage is a place of liberation,
Where inhibitions are shed and fears are conquered,
A place...
The cheers so loud the stage vibrates with its own energy,
The air is electric, the air filled with smoke,
And the smell of lucky dogs & perfume uniquely Bourbon Street.
From the swing to the stage to the back-stage,
An endless routine that continuously dances in my mind,
Looking at my memories through a pane of frozen glass,
My frozen memories slowly brought back to life by my magic.
The stage is a place of liberation,
Where inhibitions are shed and fears are conquered,
A place...
#music
#art
#dance #passion
#dance #passion
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The Rubber Band Wedgie: A Badge of Honor at Big Daddy's
In the world of Big Daddy's,
Where the dance never died,
There was a uniform required,
To work there, you couldn't hide.
It was called the rubber band wedgie,
A piece of cloth so tight,
It felt like a rubber band,
Going up your cheeks, what a fright!
But those who dared to wear it,
Knew it was worth the pain,
For it was a badge of honor,
That set them all apart, in the adult candy land.
The dancers strutted proudly,
In their rubber band attire,
And the people couldn't help but stare,
At the Big Daddy's...
Where the dance never died,
There was a uniform required,
To work there, you couldn't hide.
It was called the rubber band wedgie,
A piece of cloth so tight,
It felt like a rubber band,
Going up your cheeks, what a fright!
But those who dared to wear it,
Knew it was worth the pain,
For it was a badge of honor,
That set them all apart, in the adult candy land.
The dancers strutted proudly,
In their rubber band attire,
And the people couldn't help but stare,
At the Big Daddy's...
#art
#dance
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5 Comments
Shaking the Stage: A Stripper's Journey to Self-Discovery and Empowerment
Prior to my interview with Dynasty, I recognized the importance of capturing the stories of my sisters who had danced at Big Daddy's in their own words. I provided them with a list of questions to answer about their time at the club, believing that their personal accounts would provide valuable insights into the exotic dance industry on Bourbon Street. By giving them the opportunity to share their experiences, I hoped to shed light on the realities of our profession and the unique challenges that we faced. It was essential to me that their voices are heard, and their stories were told with...
#beauty
#art
#dance
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13 Comments
New Orleans My Lagniappe
New Orleans, my beloved city,
Your soulful charm and vibrant energy,
Forever woven into my heart and soul,
A bond so strong, I'll never let go.
When Katrina ravaged through our streets,
My world shattered into a million broken pieces,
But amidst the chaos and destruction,
I found the strength to rebuild and heal my soul's affliction.
With each keystroke and every word I write,
I breathe new life into our spirit, so bright,
Your colors, your sounds, your people so true,
All come alive in my art, as I pay homage to you.
In my dreams, I...
Your soulful charm and vibrant energy,
Forever woven into my heart and soul,
A bond so strong, I'll never let go.
When Katrina ravaged through our streets,
My world shattered into a million broken pieces,
But amidst the chaos and destruction,
I found the strength to rebuild and heal my soul's affliction.
With each keystroke and every word I write,
I breathe new life into our spirit, so bright,
Your colors, your sounds, your people so true,
All come alive in my art, as I pay homage to you.
In my dreams, I...
#America
#freedom
#dance
285 reads
5 Comments
Simplicity
Dance with Me
until the waves freeze
until the days stop running
until you and I are everything.
Dance with Me
until the music grows old
until time is empty
of fear, of light, of itself.
Let's dance together
until the bodies arch
until the bows break
no trump, no corners, silently.
Dance with Me
silently
and use your mouth
sweetened carmine
just to kiss me.
Dance your lips on mine
like someone throwing the body
in the dance of bodies
that dance silently.
...
until the waves freeze
until the days stop running
until you and I are everything.
Dance with Me
until the music grows old
until time is empty
of fear, of light, of itself.
Let's dance together
until the bodies arch
until the bows break
no trump, no corners, silently.
Dance with Me
silently
and use your mouth
sweetened carmine
just to kiss me.
Dance your lips on mine
like someone throwing the body
in the dance of bodies
that dance silently.
...
#mirror
#confessional
#dance
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A Light In The Greenhouse
Logan woke up and saw a
light in the greenhouse which
made him peek inside
and
see
his
roommate Renna dance
around the entire room
before she saw her roommate.
light in the greenhouse which
made him peek inside
and
see
his
roommate Renna dance
around the entire room
before she saw her roommate.
#friendship
#home
#fiction
#dance
#sensual
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DU Poetry : Poems About Dance Seeking Honest Critique