Poems About Dance by Top Critiquers
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
8th Nov 2024 11:13am
8th Nov 2024 11:13am
One Nervous Teenager
He would go to those dances
He could never get the nerve to ask a girl to dance
Like he would really know what to do when he got out on the floor
He had tried dancing alone in his room and had gotten so embarrassed that he just had to stop
He watched men & woman dancing on TV & movies
They made it look so easy
Women were so mysterious and full of shit
He wouldn't have a clue what to say to one if he ever got the chance
The dances went by and he went to almost all of them
He would find the darkest part of the gym and watch them with his back...
He could never get the nerve to ask a girl to dance
Like he would really know what to do when he got out on the floor
He had tried dancing alone in his room and had gotten so embarrassed that he just had to stop
He watched men & woman dancing on TV & movies
They made it look so easy
Women were so mysterious and full of shit
He wouldn't have a clue what to say to one if he ever got the chance
The dances went by and he went to almost all of them
He would find the darkest part of the gym and watch them with his back...
#dance
#dating
#fiction
#school
#ShortStory
91 reads
6 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
7th Jul 2024 4:24am
7th Jul 2024 4:24am
hypnotize
mesmerizing, hypnotizing
bringing out the minxy
I feel the music, it washes over me
tiptoeing through the beats
until I start to move
thumping with the bass
it is intoxicating
moving in tempo with the rhythm
escalating in the moment
it feels good just to be
mania spins in and out
I love the feeling
tic toc and swing
pursuing the bars
climbing the notes
in beat with the music
I take a minute to enjoy myself
it may seem silly but sometimes its necessary
just to be happy
I...
bringing out the minxy
I feel the music, it washes over me
tiptoeing through the beats
until I start to move
thumping with the bass
it is intoxicating
moving in tempo with the rhythm
escalating in the moment
it feels good just to be
mania spins in and out
I love the feeling
tic toc and swing
pursuing the bars
climbing the notes
in beat with the music
I take a minute to enjoy myself
it may seem silly but sometimes its necessary
just to be happy
I...
#dance
#music
156 reads
2 Comments
Solomon_Song
Poem Published
8th Jul 2024 6:53am
8th Jul 2024 6:53am
DANCE NAKED, I SAY
#dance
#erotic
#rhyming #sex
#rhyming #sex
281 reads
2 Comments
summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
14th Nov 2020 6:18pm
14th Nov 2020 6:18pm
~brass bunch of dense-stud self(less)-anklets, dance the dark away
illusions
you are in
the self-infliction
ever...
(in & in
more & more
perilous
petrifying
refills
of
your
manufactured terror
loading in
the ‘MAYA’
of many a
::pernicious blebbing black~ plague viral~ cocktail pandemic clusters
of an ~ ulcerating self~ cannibalistic hunger (in)fest
::an oblique whining~ sliding in blizzardy blanket avalanches of a malignant
migraine marauding wave
::yet the exceptionally core~...
you are in
the self-infliction
ever...
(in & in
more & more
perilous
petrifying
refills
of
your
manufactured terror
loading in
the ‘MAYA’
of many a
::pernicious blebbing black~ plague viral~ cocktail pandemic clusters
of an ~ ulcerating self~ cannibalistic hunger (in)fest
::an oblique whining~ sliding in blizzardy blanket avalanches of a malignant
migraine marauding wave
::yet the exceptionally core~...
#love
#dark
#identity
#spiritual
#dance
477 reads
3 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
3rd Aug 2023 1:19pm
3rd Aug 2023 1:19pm
Jam Pants
I have much love for supermoons
And all their moonbeam gold
Which I would wear like pantaloons...
If I were not so old.
Gold pantaloons would make the man,
If any garment could,
Since ladies couldn't help but scan
For pantaloon gold wood...
Straining all the pantaloon seams
Like man wood always does
Or like the gold in lunar beams
And light years with a buzz...
Going the distance like the streams
Of brilliance from the moon
Illuminating all the dreams...
Of garments to lampoon!
And all their moonbeam gold
Which I would wear like pantaloons...
If I were not so old.
Gold pantaloons would make the man,
If any garment could,
Since ladies couldn't help but scan
For pantaloon gold wood...
Straining all the pantaloon seams
Like man wood always does
Or like the gold in lunar beams
And light years with a buzz...
Going the distance like the streams
Of brilliance from the moon
Illuminating all the dreams...
Of garments to lampoon!
#moon
#music
#dance
193 reads
0 Comments
WillowsWhimsies
Poem Published
7th Jul 2024 1:10am
7th Jul 2024 1:10am
moonbeats & heartbeams
I just never know which voice is gonna show
when you give drunk me a pen
a little sass
a bit of passion
expression of frustration
some kinda combination
it all depends what's going on in my head
nights like tonight I'm a mess
all wild blood & restless bones
some kinda heady brew of adrenaline & emotion
I don't know if it's the drink or the moon
but I'm torn...
can't decide what I wanna do
I want my hands all over you
but I also feel the need to move
just this side of ferocious
I need both
...
when you give drunk me a pen
a little sass
a bit of passion
expression of frustration
some kinda combination
it all depends what's going on in my head
nights like tonight I'm a mess
all wild blood & restless bones
some kinda heady brew of adrenaline & emotion
I don't know if it's the drink or the moon
but I'm torn...
can't decide what I wanna do
I want my hands all over you
but I also feel the need to move
just this side of ferocious
I need both
...
#alcohol
#dance
#erotic
#lover
#moon
315 reads
12 Comments
Duende
Poem Published
24th May 2017 3:00pm
24th May 2017 3:00pm
Bal Masqué
boudoir noire night
velveteen queen
dressed in
elegant
black
burlesque
her sexy façon
caught his attention
she was utterly flattered
the venetian dandy
made quite an
impression
he swept
her off
her feet
swirling and
swinging like
Ginger and Fred
colliding in a bal masqué
they swayed the night away
velveteen queen
dressed in
elegant
black
burlesque
her sexy façon
caught his attention
she was utterly flattered
the venetian dandy
made quite an
impression
he swept
her off
her feet
swirling and
swinging like
Ginger and Fred
colliding in a bal masqué
they swayed the night away
#dance
#dreams
919 reads
43 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
20th Jan 2025 1:41pm
20th Jan 2025 1:41pm
What I didn't see on TV
If this woman is bald
and that man does braids
stop shitting and join the dance.
The rhythm pulses, bodies move
eyes meet, smiles meet.
In the center of the track the energy grows
arms rise, feet glide,
the sound envelops, the soul is freed.
Every step is a story told
each turn is a moment lived.
Dance unites, transforms and transcends
and in the end we are all one.
Lights flicker, shadows lengthen,
fragmented moments in time,
the harmony of a silent symphony.
Feet that stumble, hearts...
and that man does braids
stop shitting and join the dance.
The rhythm pulses, bodies move
eyes meet, smiles meet.
In the center of the track the energy grows
arms rise, feet glide,
the sound envelops, the soul is freed.
Every step is a story told
each turn is a moment lived.
Dance unites, transforms and transcends
and in the end we are all one.
Lights flicker, shadows lengthen,
fragmented moments in time,
the harmony of a silent symphony.
Feet that stumble, hearts...
#acceptance
#dance
#emotions
#healing
#relationships
54 reads
4 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
19th Dec 2021 7:52am
19th Dec 2021 7:52am
Power, Pizzazz, and All That Jazz!
It’s the summer of 1937
Gertrude is only fourteen
She and her older sister sneak out of the house
And Gertrude’s eyes have that certain gleam
She’s mesmerized by the big city lights
It’s something they’ve never seen
They go into a club to see Benny Goodman
As the big jazz band plays Sing, Sing, Sing
- - -
Henry has just turned twenty-five
He and his friends go to see Cab Calloway
They dance having the time of their lives
Jumping and jiving celebrating his birthday...
Gertrude is only fourteen
She and her older sister sneak out of the house
And Gertrude’s eyes have that certain gleam
She’s mesmerized by the big city lights
It’s something they’ve never seen
They go into a club to see Benny Goodman
As the big jazz band plays Sing, Sing, Sing
- - -
Henry has just turned twenty-five
He and his friends go to see Cab Calloway
They dance having the time of their lives
Jumping and jiving celebrating his birthday...
#music
#memories
#aging #dance
#aging #dance
464 reads
8 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
28th Nov 2024 9:33pm
28th Nov 2024 9:33pm
When Was The Last Time It Was The First Time
While looking at Darius Rucker spit that fucking shit
A fucking rocker masquerading as a country music culprit
But don't think that I'm hating on the motherfucker, shit he prove my point
That all music is connected from ancient drum beats to rock this funky joint
Any song can be repackaged along with new instruments, vocals, rearranged
Even rap as reggaeton can be fucked with right and then renamed
Just imagine what if rap and reggaeton were suddenly classified as classical
Grunge becoming country and visa versa now isn't that radical
...
A fucking rocker masquerading as a country music culprit
But don't think that I'm hating on the motherfucker, shit he prove my point
That all music is connected from ancient drum beats to rock this funky joint
Any song can be repackaged along with new instruments, vocals, rearranged
Even rap as reggaeton can be fucked with right and then renamed
Just imagine what if rap and reggaeton were suddenly classified as classical
Grunge becoming country and visa versa now isn't that radical
...
#dance
#LifeCycle
#music
161 reads
10 Comments
KristinaX
Poem Published
16th Feb 2021 8:18pm
16th Feb 2021 8:18pm
Let's Tango! Trome
Let's Tango! Trome...
This dance is just a miracle!
Everything - poses, gestures, glance ...
A partner whose hands (words) are gentle -
but confidently command, lead, want ...
Passion in everything, and temptation,
And two people dance
The tango rhythm, like an obsession,
And a prayer for things to follow
The clatter of heels and a proud look,
And a step forward and a step back
Interlacing of feet and hands
Oh how passionate hearts clatter
And calesita, and corte,
and boleo, and amage!
Oh...
This dance is just a miracle!
Everything - poses, gestures, glance ...
A partner whose hands (words) are gentle -
but confidently command, lead, want ...
Passion in everything, and temptation,
And two people dance
The tango rhythm, like an obsession,
And a prayer for things to follow
The clatter of heels and a proud look,
And a step forward and a step back
Interlacing of feet and hands
Oh how passionate hearts clatter
And calesita, and corte,
and boleo, and amage!
Oh...
#WritingPoetry
#gratitude
#admiration
#respect
#dance
484 reads
17 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
29th Apr 2021 1:57am
29th Apr 2021 1:57am
I am how it looks
I love old churches and
cathedrals and museums and libraries and art galleries
and musty old second hand books
cathedrals and museums and libraries and art galleries
and musty old second hand books
#dance
326 reads
3 Comments
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