Long Poems About Dance
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Long poems about dance. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
DeeTooCold
Poem Published
5th Mar 2019 3:22am
5th Mar 2019 3:22am
Booty Sweat Anthem
Intro:
Aye, yeah
Aye, yeah
Aye, yeah
Aye, yeah
Aye, yeah
Aye, yeah
Tell her shake it one time
For me one time
Drop it low two times
For the dollar sign
Pre-Chorus:
I'm not tryna be yo man
I just came to see you dance
Drop it low for these bands
Shawty cool as a fan
Shawty hot as a sauna
She gon work for these commas
And she thick got it from her momma
It's a hit for the summer
Hook:
This your anthem for the ages
I came to see you naked
Ooh lord, goodness gracious ...
Aye, yeah
Aye, yeah
Aye, yeah
Aye, yeah
Aye, yeah
Aye, yeah
Tell her shake it one time
For me one time
Drop it low two times
For the dollar sign
Pre-Chorus:
I'm not tryna be yo man
I just came to see you dance
Drop it low for these bands
Shawty cool as a fan
Shawty hot as a sauna
She gon work for these commas
And she thick got it from her momma
It's a hit for the summer
Hook:
This your anthem for the ages
I came to see you naked
Ooh lord, goodness gracious ...
#music
#lyrics
#dance
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SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
20th Dec 2018 6:42pm
20th Dec 2018 6:42pm
Ode To Aretha Franklin
Respect
A word which defines a woman’s creed at best
Separating our femininity from the rest
The bearer, the fruit carrier
The forgiver, the nine months deliverer
The stress reliever
The spiritual trinity believer
No matter if our skirts are too short too high
A wounded Dove still flies when her heart cries
Strong minded
For the women who have lost their way, the tides will ultimately bind
You Make Me Feel Like A Natural Woman
With whip cream on top for the licky...
A word which defines a woman’s creed at best
Separating our femininity from the rest
The bearer, the fruit carrier
The forgiver, the nine months deliverer
The stress reliever
The spiritual trinity believer
No matter if our skirts are too short too high
A wounded Dove still flies when her heart cries
Strong minded
For the women who have lost their way, the tides will ultimately bind
You Make Me Feel Like A Natural Woman
With whip cream on top for the licky...
#music
#art
#dance #passion
#dance #passion
848 reads
15 Comments
Nari
Laura Jean
Laura Jean
Poem Published
14th Dec 2018 4:56pm
14th Dec 2018 4:56pm
IntensityxDuration=The Force of Impact 2
Listening to Zombie by Cranberries..
Yea, so back to this one time
We felt like we were
Bad enough or grown enough
To go up against
My dance teacher
Played on me for a while
As a defining childhood moment
Like yesterday;
Epic fail
She didn’t give a fuck
About how
Pitiful my face was hanging
To the tune of
Female harshness
Calling me a brat
Aloud basically
(We were never going to beat her
Just by the laws...
Yea, so back to this one time
We felt like we were
Bad enough or grown enough
To go up against
My dance teacher
Played on me for a while
As a defining childhood moment
Like yesterday;
Epic fail
She didn’t give a fuck
About how
Pitiful my face was hanging
To the tune of
Female harshness
Calling me a brat
Aloud basically
(We were never going to beat her
Just by the laws...
#women
#childhood
#politics
#shame
#dance
479 reads
Nari
Laura Jean
Laura Jean
Poem Published
28th Nov 2018 3:04am
28th Nov 2018 3:04am
Robby Baby (Continued)
And
The music
Was happening
To me
Happening
To me
Like uh
(Wait now let me think; which can be a dangerous thing; just imagining some of my past lives trying to touch my mind with a 10-foot fucking pole yea well you need a 10-foot pole to fuck my mind; sometimes.)
( Some trance conceding to the nations of my mind; championing the state-floor drop and now I see what the Russians have been raving about all this time: we never felt nothing with them Russian ballet company but- currently pending...
The music
Was happening
To me
Happening
To me
Like uh
(Wait now let me think; which can be a dangerous thing; just imagining some of my past lives trying to touch my mind with a 10-foot fucking pole yea well you need a 10-foot pole to fuck my mind; sometimes.)
( Some trance conceding to the nations of my mind; championing the state-floor drop and now I see what the Russians have been raving about all this time: we never felt nothing with them Russian ballet company but- currently pending...
#women
#childhood
#politics
#America
#dance
428 reads
dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
25th Nov 2018 11:20pm
25th Nov 2018 11:20pm
Strange Apparatus / Rather Unwieldy
Suddenly / As in "all of a sudden" /
He
realized that he couldn't
tell
the difference between
fate and faith.......yet,
Faith seemed akin to a hollow log, and
Fate
was (uh, proverbially)
none-of-his-business.
And both kinda
came together in the remnants of
a brokedown
" soft
...
He
realized that he couldn't
tell
the difference between
fate and faith.......yet,
Faith seemed akin to a hollow log, and
Fate
was (uh, proverbially)
none-of-his-business.
And both kinda
came together in the remnants of
a brokedown
" soft
...
#death
#alcohol
#drugs
#dance
#temptation
634 reads
4 Comments
Nari
Laura Jean
Laura Jean
Poem Published
5th Nov 2018 9:08pm
5th Nov 2018 9:08pm
Deploy
I wasn’t
Leaning
On you
In the mirror
Anymore;
But we took
The music
In
As a single
Heartbeat;
Sticking
It’s face out
For the wind
Creating
Alienation
With
The planet’s
Occupants
Wishing
For contact
And
My mind didn’t
Have to think
About how
My body ...
Leaning
On you
In the mirror
Anymore;
But we took
The music
In
As a single
Heartbeat;
Sticking
It’s face out
For the wind
Creating
Alienation
With
The planet’s
Occupants
Wishing
For contact
And
My mind didn’t
Have to think
About how
My body ...
#women
#childhood
#confessional
#SelfReflection
#dance
514 reads
Nari
Laura Jean
Laura Jean
Poem Published
1st Nov 2018 12:20pm
1st Nov 2018 12:20pm
Receipt
You couldn't tell me
That I wasn't
Grown
When my Mother
Sent me
Not only to
My dance teacher
By myself
But to pay my own
Tuition
My bedroom door
Sealed it with a kiss
Thanks to the leather
Belt that hung there
“Nutsy (that was my nickname), don’t forget
To bring that receipt
Back home with you”
And she gave me cash=
I remember being
Stuck between
An oversized
“Members Only”
Jacket ...
That I wasn't
Grown
When my Mother
Sent me
Not only to
My dance teacher
By myself
But to pay my own
Tuition
My bedroom door
Sealed it with a kiss
Thanks to the leather
Belt that hung there
“Nutsy (that was my nickname), don’t forget
To bring that receipt
Back home with you”
And she gave me cash=
I remember being
Stuck between
An oversized
“Members Only”
Jacket ...
#women
#childhood
#erotic
#dance
#confessional
491 reads
ariane
Poem Published
29th Oct 2018 9:09pm
29th Oct 2018 9:09pm
Dancing
#erotic
#dance
#sensual
775 reads
6 Comments
Nari
Laura Jean
Laura Jean
Poem Published
24th Oct 2018 9:21pm
24th Oct 2018 9:21pm
+Art-The Mirror
You were different
From the cane
Pushing
Insubordination
Into
Feigning
Benevolence.
Smacking
Offensiveness
Into
Annexation
Or Appropriation
Over ballet bars
Mounted
Against the walls
Of
Skeletal
Infraction
Psyching me
The f*ck out/
And you were
Now
Training me
In a new ...
From the cane
Pushing
Insubordination
Into
Feigning
Benevolence.
Smacking
Offensiveness
Into
Annexation
Or Appropriation
Over ballet bars
Mounted
Against the walls
Of
Skeletal
Infraction
Psyching me
The f*ck out/
And you were
Now
Training me
In a new ...
#childhood
#animals
#confessional
#LifeChangingMoment
#dance
572 reads
Nari
Laura Jean
Laura Jean
Poem Published
21st Oct 2018 5:38pm
21st Oct 2018 5:38pm
Steppers #2
A pale hand was
Coming
Around your neck
A sign;
That my pumps
Were
Encroaching
Upon
Your affections
In earnest
And this
Remote
Controlling
Was
Taking the skin
Off of
Me
Bearing the weight
Of emotions
Floundering
In
Night
Waters
Taken
Off shore.
When
You
Gave me
The signal
To smile
(For him) ...
Coming
Around your neck
A sign;
That my pumps
Were
Encroaching
Upon
Your affections
In earnest
And this
Remote
Controlling
Was
Taking the skin
Off of
Me
Bearing the weight
Of emotions
Floundering
In
Night
Waters
Taken
Off shore.
When
You
Gave me
The signal
To smile
(For him) ...
#lesbian
#sex
#dance
#erotic
#women
473 reads
Nari
Laura Jean
Laura Jean
Poem Published
21st Oct 2018 6:00am
21st Oct 2018 6:00am
Steppers
A confident
Cigarette
Watched me-
Being
Passed around
From man to man
In its earrings
On the dance floor
Like
Wild game
Sent in
For the retrieval
Of something
Lost
Like femininity
Made impotent
With my focus
On hair
Standing in ...
Cigarette
Watched me-
Being
Passed around
From man to man
In its earrings
On the dance floor
Like
Wild game
Sent in
For the retrieval
Of something
Lost
Like femininity
Made impotent
With my focus
On hair
Standing in ...
#lesbian
#erotic
#dance
#sex
#women
519 reads
george4man2box
Poem Published
2nd Sep 2018 7:07pm
2nd Sep 2018 7:07pm
True "FAKE" Story Of A Vita Man Junky
(any resemblance between this poem,
and living persons...iz purely coincidental.)
Ruthlessly abuzz in my mind
loosed another idea
for a poem asper
(wren) this wordsmith
first awoke as if this burr
bull ling gray matter of mine cur
rage Hesse lee
nearly figuratively drowned
awash with psychedelic fur,
and by an inexplicable fate
while holed up
like an atheist fox in
metaphorical imaginary Alsace
Lorraine booth them
aye hands needed to brace
against being whip...
and living persons...iz purely coincidental.)
Ruthlessly abuzz in my mind
loosed another idea
for a poem asper
(wren) this wordsmith
first awoke as if this burr
bull ling gray matter of mine cur
rage Hesse lee
nearly figuratively drowned
awash with psychedelic fur,
and by an inexplicable fate
while holed up
like an atheist fox in
metaphorical imaginary Alsace
Lorraine booth them
aye hands needed to brace
against being whip...
#fate
#music
#books
#luck
#dance
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