Long Poems About Dance
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Long poems about dance. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
PittinixDesigns
Poem Published
24th Jul 2021 5:22pm
24th Jul 2021 5:22pm
I Wasn't Ready To Tell You
Nelly, I fell for you and I was waiting for the right time to tell you.
I was videoing the bride while she was putting on make-up.
You were lying back on the bed and leaning on your elbows.
And you were garbed in a white sleeveless dress.
I couldn’t help paying attention to you because of your beauty.
This was distracting me from my work, but I didn't mind it.
You were clutching a nosegay and you asked me to take your picture.
The men left the room when the bride was ready to get dressed.
As I was leaving the room, you said to me, “Ba-bye,...
I was videoing the bride while she was putting on make-up.
You were lying back on the bed and leaning on your elbows.
And you were garbed in a white sleeveless dress.
I couldn’t help paying attention to you because of your beauty.
This was distracting me from my work, but I didn't mind it.
You were clutching a nosegay and you asked me to take your picture.
The men left the room when the bride was ready to get dressed.
As I was leaving the room, you said to me, “Ba-bye,...
#love
#jealousy
#lust
#music
#dance
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
25th Jun 2021 9:21am
25th Jun 2021 9:21am
Last Tango Before Katrina
Last Tango Before Katrina
The miles showed on his face in burnt etchings of New Orleans sun. He sat at the same table every day, sipping coffee and staring out the window at the Algiers street scene. He seemed to be lost in a universe Kate couldn’t fathom. His world was beyond her reach, cloaked in the darkness of his inward gaze. Something about his remoteness beckoned her. She longed to breach his inner kingdom. But how could she penetrate this elusive creature? He made her think of some mythical beast, like a unicorn, who could never be captured.
Her hope is for...
The miles showed on his face in burnt etchings of New Orleans sun. He sat at the same table every day, sipping coffee and staring out the window at the Algiers street scene. He seemed to be lost in a universe Kate couldn’t fathom. His world was beyond her reach, cloaked in the darkness of his inward gaze. Something about his remoteness beckoned her. She longed to breach his inner kingdom. But how could she penetrate this elusive creature? He made her think of some mythical beast, like a unicorn, who could never be captured.
Her hope is for...
#romantic
#storm
#coffee
#dance
#sensual
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
29th May 2021 00:18am
29th May 2021 00:18am
Charleston Night at the Coffee Shop
Charleston Night at the Coffee Shop
“What’s going on here?”
“The boss can’t afford a Christmas bonus so we took the matter into our own hands. This is Charleston night at the coffee shop. We dress like flappers and relive the roaring twenties. The customers tip us by throwing dollars. Pretty creative don’t you think?”
My eyes follow the girl with the magic belly button where she finds her calling as a flapper girl doing the Charleston surrounded by burlap sacks of coffee beans with her hips swinging to the beat of ragtime turned jazz which plays on the...
“What’s going on here?”
“The boss can’t afford a Christmas bonus so we took the matter into our own hands. This is Charleston night at the coffee shop. We dress like flappers and relive the roaring twenties. The customers tip us by throwing dollars. Pretty creative don’t you think?”
My eyes follow the girl with the magic belly button where she finds her calling as a flapper girl doing the Charleston surrounded by burlap sacks of coffee beans with her hips swinging to the beat of ragtime turned jazz which plays on the...
#women
#coffee
#TruthOfLife
#dialogue
#dance
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2 Comments
PostalPoet
Poem Published
11th Apr 2021 4:17pm
11th Apr 2021 4:17pm
The Daughter of Night
The city is still, though the night birds trill,
And the dogs all bay at the moon.
As the felines prowl through the alleys foul,
They all know that she's coming soon.
While out for a walk, I stopped for a talk
With an old acquaintance of mine.
"She's coming," said he, in a voice of glee,
And he offered a glass of wine.
I shook my head no, and then turned to go,
And then he grabbed me by the arm.
"Be wary, my friend, or you'll meet your end.
The lady might just wish you harm."
I then turned away, and there, a bright...
And the dogs all bay at the moon.
As the felines prowl through the alleys foul,
They all know that she's coming soon.
While out for a walk, I stopped for a talk
With an old acquaintance of mine.
"She's coming," said he, in a voice of glee,
And he offered a glass of wine.
I shook my head no, and then turned to go,
And then he grabbed me by the arm.
"Be wary, my friend, or you'll meet your end.
The lady might just wish you harm."
I then turned away, and there, a bright...
#night
#narrative
#dance
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1 Comment
Alviola
Poem Published
10th Mar 2021 5:32pm
10th Mar 2021 5:32pm
Wallflowers
The shy and the sensitive,
that was said of us, the sort
that withers in soirees and dances
between boys and girls' schools.
There were men made for these,
they would go party-hopping
before deciding which combo
they preferred, where to preen all night.
The room would be lined with chairs,
everybody sat with their backs
against the wall -- except these men,
they do not slouch or sit, for they were
comfortable in their swagger,
the room was mapped by popularity:
a forest of the handsome corralling ...
that was said of us, the sort
that withers in soirees and dances
between boys and girls' schools.
There were men made for these,
they would go party-hopping
before deciding which combo
they preferred, where to preen all night.
The room would be lined with chairs,
everybody sat with their backs
against the wall -- except these men,
they do not slouch or sit, for they were
comfortable in their swagger,
the room was mapped by popularity:
a forest of the handsome corralling ...
#school
#dance
738 reads
7 Comments
ohmy_engrish
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Poem Published
22nd Jan 2021 9:00pm
22nd Jan 2021 9:00pm
Labyrinth
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Don’t look far away
Where sadness waits for us
Let both our eyes close
Kiss me here and now
A sweetly melting melody
Here, I’m drawn in
A labyrinthine paradise
No exit in my view
No ending for us two
Oh just surround me
I long for you
Don’t come in my way
This midnight paradise
Without a breath even
I deep dive right in
An intimate dance
Between us
...
Don’t look far away
Where sadness waits for us
Let both our eyes close
Kiss me here and now
A sweetly melting melody
Here, I’m drawn in
A labyrinthine paradise
No exit in my view
No ending for us two
Oh just surround me
I long for you
Don’t come in my way
This midnight paradise
Without a breath even
I deep dive right in
An intimate dance
Between us
...
#love
#utopia
#escape #dance
#escape #dance
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2 Comments
BlueBeastGirl
Beasty
Beasty
Poem Published
11th Dec 2020 7:50pm
11th Dec 2020 7:50pm
Voices and mushrooms
I go back and forth in this mind of mine
With thoughts such as these who needs enemies?
One voice saying one while another responds
Let's die tonight, Let's not
Let's fight today, Let's give up
The thoughts never seem to stop
Round and round we go
Circling like wolves or cuttle fish
Dancing as we go in this clear door
It's a groovy cha cha slide
Ready for fisty cuffs with death one moment
And then ready to throw myself in their arms
It's a dramatic battle of the two ruling forces
Life or death either way it's my...
With thoughts such as these who needs enemies?
One voice saying one while another responds
Let's die tonight, Let's not
Let's fight today, Let's give up
The thoughts never seem to stop
Round and round we go
Circling like wolves or cuttle fish
Dancing as we go in this clear door
It's a groovy cha cha slide
Ready for fisty cuffs with death one moment
And then ready to throw myself in their arms
It's a dramatic battle of the two ruling forces
Life or death either way it's my...
#identity
#LifeStruggles
#freedom
#dance
#rebellion
364 reads
7 Comments
LostViking
Lost Viking
Lost Viking
Poem Published
28th Oct 2020 1:58pm
28th Oct 2020 1:58pm
her pearl necklace
#lust
#sex
#dance
657 reads
1 Comment
BlueBeastGirl
Beasty
Beasty
Poem Published
8th Oct 2020 4:38pm
8th Oct 2020 4:38pm
Kitita (a woman from a dream)
There I was walking into a dance
I knew it was important to be there
For some reason that I couldn't remember
My dress was black with rainbow edges
Straps tied at the top, a corseted front
The rainbow ties separated and
Crossed over in unique ways
The opening showing off my soft belly
The dress slit up high on my thighs
To reveal my strong legs and thighs
I wore a simple black necklace
And my big black combat boots
I was here for a purpose
Coming in I bumped into him
My body pressed into his
Soft meeting entirely too...
I knew it was important to be there
For some reason that I couldn't remember
My dress was black with rainbow edges
Straps tied at the top, a corseted front
The rainbow ties separated and
Crossed over in unique ways
The opening showing off my soft belly
The dress slit up high on my thighs
To reveal my strong legs and thighs
I wore a simple black necklace
And my big black combat boots
I was here for a purpose
Coming in I bumped into him
My body pressed into his
Soft meeting entirely too...
#rejection
#freedom
#dance
#passion
#witches
343 reads
2 Comments
dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
7th Oct 2020 6:25am
7th Oct 2020 6:25am
The Communists Are Havin' A Party in Heaven !
Baby, put on that redder than red dress of yours.
I'll put a red tie and red tails, red tux on my arse
& see if anyone salutes.............
We won't
play favorites.
Everyone is a fckng comrade.
Yo, look. There's Joe, Karl, & Nicolai......decorating the hall.
And damn'd if that ain't
my old compadre, Fidel. Y'know we used to play ball (base'ball) down
there in the sweet Carribean, before beards & guns...even before
...
I'll put a red tie and red tails, red tux on my arse
& see if anyone salutes.............
We won't
play favorites.
Everyone is a fckng comrade.
Yo, look. There's Joe, Karl, & Nicolai......decorating the hall.
And damn'd if that ain't
my old compadre, Fidel. Y'know we used to play ball (base'ball) down
there in the sweet Carribean, before beards & guns...even before
...
#corruption
#politics
#funny
#dance
#rebellion
395 reads
2 Comments
Pimp2ThaFuture04
Poem Published
17th Jul 2020 8:55pm
17th Jul 2020 8:55pm
Bear With Strings Attached
Bear be my nickname
Because I am as
as soft cotton when I
play my guitar I spoil my
girl rotten she like it when
I say me and you and you
and me and me and you oooh
through the mesh of the microphone
She got the eyes of a
Tiger that's why I took
her home and
Tuned up my strings
got her hypnotized
Now she's under the
spell of my rhythm
Perfectly synchronized
Doing a slow dance
moving her body like
a snake got me plucking
the strings and thinking
about taking...
Because I am as
as soft cotton when I
play my guitar I spoil my
girl rotten she like it when
I say me and you and you
and me and me and you oooh
through the mesh of the microphone
She got the eyes of a
Tiger that's why I took
her home and
Tuned up my strings
got her hypnotized
Now she's under the
spell of my rhythm
Perfectly synchronized
Doing a slow dance
moving her body like
a snake got me plucking
the strings and thinking
about taking...
#music
#lyrics
#rap #dance
#rap #dance
784 reads
4 Comments
LostViking
Lost Viking
Lost Viking
Poem Published
16th May 2020 2:55pm
16th May 2020 2:55pm
Pole Dance Music
#love
#sex
#dance
441 reads
2 Comments
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