Dance Poems
#dance
Dance poems, here you'll find poetry about dance and dancing. Poems about feeling and moving rhythmically to music, from watching ballet to feeling the heat on the dance floor. Poems about sensual partner dancing, creative expression through dance and movement, and letting go and dancing all night.
Green_Arrow
Poem Published
3rd Sep 2022 1:42pm
3rd Sep 2022 1:42pm
A Couple Acting Like They Were Dancing
After her class was over, Lisa
looked across the room and saw a
couple acting like they were
dancing in a ballroom
and the blonde holding
on to the stud
looked like the
shocked kid
there.
Then, the shock had turned into that of
curiosity and Lisa
slowly moved herself closer
to touch her clone only
to have the duo
disappear right
before her
own blue
eyes.
looked across the room and saw a
couple acting like they were
dancing in a ballroom
and the blonde holding
on to the stud
looked like the
shocked kid
there.
Then, the shock had turned into that of
curiosity and Lisa
slowly moved herself closer
to touch her clone only
to have the duo
disappear right
before her
own blue
eyes.
#school
#ghosts
#dance
#temptation
#seductive
221 reads
0 Comments
Solomon_Song
Poem Published
2nd Sep 2022 6:14am
2nd Sep 2022 6:14am
DANCING PRACTICE
#rhyming
#dance
#sensual
356 reads
3 Comments
DevilsChild
Poem Published
30th Aug 2022 9:22am
30th Aug 2022 9:22am
Bad Pop Song
I hear the beat start to bump
way too loud for this kind of song
I think the out of tune
is why too autotune
but what do I know?
everyone shakes their hips on the dance floor
feeling alright
drinking till my vision is blurred
she's way too busy checking her phone
in the flashing lights
I see glimpses of her beauty
my date recites everyline
to some cringy pop song
I can't pretend
it sounds like trash to me
she grabs my hands
sways us back and forth
then kisses my lips
guess it...
way too loud for this kind of song
I think the out of tune
is why too autotune
but what do I know?
everyone shakes their hips on the dance floor
feeling alright
drinking till my vision is blurred
she's way too busy checking her phone
in the flashing lights
I see glimpses of her beauty
my date recites everyline
to some cringy pop song
I can't pretend
it sounds like trash to me
she grabs my hands
sways us back and forth
then kisses my lips
guess it...
#lust
#alcohol
#dance
326 reads
1 Comment
Baldwin
Poem Published
21st Aug 2022 1:27pm
21st Aug 2022 1:27pm
Pan
From a slender river reed,
a trivial thing,
I have filled the air with magic
and with fire
for women and for men,
and made them hungry, wild,
to set their feet in dance upon the earth
and bend their voices ardently
to sing
and serve your sometime wife
fair robed Mnemosune.
Tell me, father Zeus, far-seeing one,
what have you ever done
with your fabled shield of storm
and with your flashing thunderbolt,
and all your war-won power,
your conquests
and your promiscuities
that rivals this?
a trivial thing,
I have filled the air with magic
and with fire
for women and for men,
and made them hungry, wild,
to set their feet in dance upon the earth
and bend their voices ardently
to sing
and serve your sometime wife
fair robed Mnemosune.
Tell me, father Zeus, far-seeing one,
what have you ever done
with your fabled shield of storm
and with your flashing thunderbolt,
and all your war-won power,
your conquests
and your promiscuities
that rivals this?
#dance
225 reads
4 Comments
SatInUGal
Kumar
Kumar
Poem Published
13th Aug 2022 11:51pm
13th Aug 2022 11:51pm
8/3/22 senryu
I’m not gonna let go
As long as we are dancing-
I love this song!
As long as we are dancing-
I love this song!
#music
#dance
231 reads
5 Comments
Dragonnora
Nora
Nora
Poem Published
2nd Aug 2022 9:58pm
2nd Aug 2022 9:58pm
My summer
I've already made memories
Of magic
Of friends
Of rollercoaster screams
I've already made mistakes
In clubs
While dancing
With my alcohol intake
I've already been through it
I've cried
missed you
Gone through some shit
Had a lot of sunburn
Seems like a bummer
But it's just the start
Of my hot girl summer
Of magic
Of friends
Of rollercoaster screams
I've already made mistakes
In clubs
While dancing
With my alcohol intake
I've already been through it
I've cried
missed you
Gone through some shit
Had a lot of sunburn
Seems like a bummer
But it's just the start
Of my hot girl summer
#happiness
#teens
#summer
#IMissYou
#dance
404 reads
1 Comment
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
1980 reads
0 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
31st Jul 2022 6:50pm
31st Jul 2022 6:50pm
Dancer in Flames
She is a witch, of course. No girl of Autocratic Faith
could spark a light with just her feet, and stamp so hard
on treading-boards that little bones in ankles break
and fire singes thighs, yet all is healed by Monday morn
and no impression left behind to make a theatre owner red.
She is as dead in Father’s eyes as living on His earth.
And so she turns and turning burns again; a mock
of bridal gowns adorns the statuesque supports.
(These are the rich man’s peasant thoughts.)
She’s billed as “Ann, the Daughter of the Son of Thorns,
&...
could spark a light with just her feet, and stamp so hard
on treading-boards that little bones in ankles break
and fire singes thighs, yet all is healed by Monday morn
and no impression left behind to make a theatre owner red.
She is as dead in Father’s eyes as living on His earth.
And so she turns and turning burns again; a mock
of bridal gowns adorns the statuesque supports.
(These are the rich man’s peasant thoughts.)
She’s billed as “Ann, the Daughter of the Son of Thorns,
&...
#feminism
#historical
#dance #witches
#dance #witches
295 reads
2 Comments
veganpoet
Poem Published
26th Jul 2022 8:40pm
26th Jul 2022 8:40pm
Stardancers
When I was a poor boy
There was nothing to do
Now that you're my joy
You make me hungry for you
I'm just standing in the middle of the dance floor
Feeling rhythms caress my heart
And we take this chance
To visit the stars
Overwhelm me
With Love
There was nothing to do
Now that you're my joy
You make me hungry for you
I'm just standing in the middle of the dance floor
Feeling rhythms caress my heart
And we take this chance
To visit the stars
Overwhelm me
With Love
#happiness
#love
#inspirational
#stars
#dance
507 reads
1 Comment
Jestalessa
Poem Published
17th Jul 2022 1:04am
17th Jul 2022 1:04am
strip-the-willow
it’s a strange game we play
spinning
spinning
bruising clasped so momentum
doesn’t throw us full pelt
into our own orbits
with our new moons
yours already with names
there was a time
the vacuum of space
sucked away my breath
as you extended me out
to spin and i
scrambled for your arms
trying too hard
to lay my head
to kiss there
between your neck
&your shoulder
where every muscle
would have relaxed at the scent ...
spinning
spinning
bruising clasped so momentum
doesn’t throw us full pelt
into our own orbits
with our new moons
yours already with names
there was a time
the vacuum of space
sucked away my breath
as you extended me out
to spin and i
scrambled for your arms
trying too hard
to lay my head
to kiss there
between your neck
&your shoulder
where every muscle
would have relaxed at the scent ...
#dance
#secrets
781 reads
14 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
582 reads
11 Comments
SatInUGal
Kumar
Kumar
Poem Published
22nd Jun 2022 11:51pm
22nd Jun 2022 11:51pm
POMO DANCER
Her soul is in the way
She dances
Slow above the fray
And chants
Inside the faintest
Smile
Moving hands with cloth
And guile
There is clapper
There is dirt
Her bare feet
Move in concert
Raising dust
What came before
Feel the drum
Inside the floor
She dances
Slow above the fray
And chants
Inside the faintest
Smile
Moving hands with cloth
And guile
There is clapper
There is dirt
Her bare feet
Move in concert
Raising dust
What came before
Feel the drum
Inside the floor
#rhyming
#dance
#culture #tradition
#culture #tradition
420 reads
2 Comments
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