Long Poems About Dance
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Long poems about dance. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
22nd Apr 2024 3:21am
22nd Apr 2024 3:21am
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
138 reads
8 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
4th Jan 2024 2:48am
4th Jan 2024 2:48am
iamb a trochaic anapaest
an anapaestic dance
[No. 9 from The Children’s Collection]
“We are members of a vast cosmic orchestra, in which each living
instrument is essential to the complementary and harmonious playing
of the whole.”―J. Boone
how the whoosh of the wind and the splash of the sea
have conjured to construct an orchestra for me,
and the whisper of raindrops―again-and-again drops―
are sounding as grand as the band on the stand!
all the birds i have heard make a...
[No. 9 from The Children’s Collection]
“We are members of a vast cosmic orchestra, in which each living
instrument is essential to the complementary and harmonious playing
of the whole.”―J. Boone
how the whoosh of the wind and the splash of the sea
have conjured to construct an orchestra for me,
and the whisper of raindrops―again-and-again drops―
are sounding as grand as the band on the stand!
all the birds i have heard make a...
#animals
#birds
#nature
#music
#dance
97 reads
0 Comments
Confluence
Poem Published
26th Dec 2023 6:27am
26th Dec 2023 6:27am
Unbroken
maybe our moon
will spill rhapsodic sentiments
of soul-whistled music throughout
the night filled with seductive notes
fingering hidden keys of
verses saturated with heady emotions
pulsing..rhythmic...steady
filling beds of unlined sheets
underlined through the abyss of
strained memories...pained and pleasured
stretching a spectrum of
such pretty thoughts & fiery veins
and yet...
desire was left hamstrung
the depth of our roots was lacking ...
will spill rhapsodic sentiments
of soul-whistled music throughout
the night filled with seductive notes
fingering hidden keys of
verses saturated with heady emotions
pulsing..rhythmic...steady
filling beds of unlined sheets
underlined through the abyss of
strained memories...pained and pleasured
stretching a spectrum of
such pretty thoughts & fiery veins
and yet...
desire was left hamstrung
the depth of our roots was lacking ...
#music
#lover
#dance
#nonfiction
#dark
338 reads
9 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
29th Oct 2023 3:38am
29th Oct 2023 3:38am
ó ó dancing ó ó
Dancing is the poetry of the foot.”—John Dryden
if you find me dancing,
chances are i've found my happiness,
arabesque romancing,
fleet feet kissing floors with wantonness.
your sweet laugh, the music,
as your heart the metronomic pulse,
though a fragile yardstick
for to measure how my dreams...
if you find me dancing,
chances are i've found my happiness,
arabesque romancing,
fleet feet kissing floors with wantonness.
your sweet laugh, the music,
as your heart the metronomic pulse,
though a fragile yardstick
for to measure how my dreams...
#romantic
#ILoveYou
#FallingInLove
#UnrequitedLove
#dance
182 reads
0 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
25th May 2023 9:23pm
25th May 2023 9:23pm
ELVIS
I know this is going to be a shock,
for some people,
but Elvis is dead.
That's why "crazy people"
should accept the facts at once
and move on.
How do I know Elvis is dead?
Because I am able to apply
the scientific methodology.
Now, I bet you will be asking yourself about
of the specificities of the scientific method,
and how it can be applied
to prove things based
on the facts we have at hand.
You were curious and want to know much more, right?
Well, bad luck my dears. ...
for some people,
but Elvis is dead.
That's why "crazy people"
should accept the facts at once
and move on.
How do I know Elvis is dead?
Because I am able to apply
the scientific methodology.
Now, I bet you will be asking yourself about
of the specificities of the scientific method,
and how it can be applied
to prove things based
on the facts we have at hand.
You were curious and want to know much more, right?
Well, bad luck my dears. ...
#science
#music
#dance
105 reads
4 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
28th Mar 2023 1:23am
28th Mar 2023 1:23am
Bolshoi Barista
Bolshoi Barista
“Your poses would do a ballerina proud.”
“Glad you noticed. I wear the tights so customers like you can see the nutcracker while ordering coffee.”
“Well honestly I would never have made that association but now that you mention it you could be Clara.”
“Ah, a man who knows his ballet. But surely I am an all-grown-up Clara. After all my curves are those of a twenty-year-old Bolshoi dancer.”
“Yes, indeed I can see that plain as day. You must be at least in your twenties.”
“Hey, I am a freshman...
“Your poses would do a ballerina proud.”
“Glad you noticed. I wear the tights so customers like you can see the nutcracker while ordering coffee.”
“Well honestly I would never have made that association but now that you mention it you could be Clara.”
“Ah, a man who knows his ballet. But surely I am an all-grown-up Clara. After all my curves are those of a twenty-year-old Bolshoi dancer.”
“Yes, indeed I can see that plain as day. You must be at least in your twenties.”
“Hey, I am a freshman...
#romantic
#beauty
#coffee
#funny
#dance
130 reads
2 Comments
ms_kitty_lagniappe
Ms K
Ms K
Poem Published
15th Mar 2023 2:14pm
15th Mar 2023 2:14pm
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
162 reads
0 Comments
ms_kitty_lagniappe
Ms K
Ms K
Poem Published
11th Mar 2023 12:52pm
11th Mar 2023 12:52pm
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
185 reads
13 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
7th Jan 2023 10:20pm
7th Jan 2023 10:20pm
Dirty Dancer
#erotic
#dirty
#dance
420 reads
10 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
28th Oct 2022 5:04am
28th Oct 2022 5:04am
My Gypsy Rose
My Gypsy Rose
The veil hangs over her dark eyes
Concealing the flames of her passion
I gaze at her hips swaying as the drums beat
Her dark thighs move in sensuous circles
As she moves like a cat through the smoky room
The men are all dazed by hookahs
As they sit cross-legged watching her
Their eyes hungry
Their obscene thoughts reflected in leers
Scheherazade rugs cover the floor
As I step with bare feet
through the sweet smoke of the hookahs
Serving these fattened calves
As they swill their liquor and drink in...
The veil hangs over her dark eyes
Concealing the flames of her passion
I gaze at her hips swaying as the drums beat
Her dark thighs move in sensuous circles
As she moves like a cat through the smoky room
The men are all dazed by hookahs
As they sit cross-legged watching her
Their eyes hungry
Their obscene thoughts reflected in leers
Scheherazade rugs cover the floor
As I step with bare feet
through the sweet smoke of the hookahs
Serving these fattened calves
As they swill their liquor and drink in...
#lust
#sex
#dance
#sensual
#seductive
278 reads
3 Comments
thewatcher33
Poem Published
2nd Aug 2022 1:50am
2nd Aug 2022 1:50am
Whining
Whining is an art form
it's part of who we are
so we born flinging waist
culturally it is innate
our rhythm and flow
our love and passions
skill and experiences
whining makes you feel things
releasing all your emotions
your worries and stressing
it's kissing and caressing
it's sweet tasting gyrations of
salacious intimate content
it's the perfect lover of music
whining make you do things ...
it's part of who we are
so we born flinging waist
culturally it is innate
our rhythm and flow
our love and passions
skill and experiences
whining makes you feel things
releasing all your emotions
your worries and stressing
it's kissing and caressing
it's sweet tasting gyrations of
salacious intimate content
it's the perfect lover of music
whining make you do things ...
#dance
1792 reads
0 Comments
Kou_Indigo
Poem Published
13th Jul 2022 7:29am
13th Jul 2022 7:29am
Love's Bloom in Darkness
- Love's Bloom in Darkness -
In the autumn of the cycles of the year, alone, a young girl descended into the dark and lonely realm,
Beneath the realms we know. Into this Hades, her journey did embark… all senses, to so overwhelm!
Lovelier a creature there never was than she, just a child maybe, strong of will and beautiful of face,
Despite her youth: and in mockery of her sparkling eyes. Alive was her heart, all with thrills and grace.
Dreams of hidden kingdoms in her head, with the spaces: not hither nor yonder she saw of those halls,
Where reigns the...
In the autumn of the cycles of the year, alone, a young girl descended into the dark and lonely realm,
Beneath the realms we know. Into this Hades, her journey did embark… all senses, to so overwhelm!
Lovelier a creature there never was than she, just a child maybe, strong of will and beautiful of face,
Despite her youth: and in mockery of her sparkling eyes. Alive was her heart, all with thrills and grace.
Dreams of hidden kingdoms in her head, with the spaces: not hither nor yonder she saw of those halls,
Where reigns the...
#love
#dark
#childhood
#dreams
#dance
512 reads
11 Comments
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