#dance poems on Hello Poetry

Brianna Feb 2017

The way your body moves is fluent against the music playing. I am in awe at how you make the passion running through you seem so effortless. I could only dream of being able to really move and feel everything the music wants me to feel. But i have two left feet and spaghetti arms, so i'll be over here and you'll be extraordinary.

My goodness did you know how to dance...

#dance #you

Àŧùl Feb 2017

The Killer Pulsations

Coming to the reunion party,
You look drop dead gorgeous,
Shoulderless you gyrate now,
Your gown looks so golden,
Every man is with their wife,
Still, no one looks at his own,
And everyone wants to feel you.

I observe them adjusting pants,
Stealing looks at you frequently,
Few have their mouths open,
For the past fifteen minutes,
I grow slightly insecure,
For you are so beautiful,
My lovely gorgeous wife.

Now the alpha male comes,
I was not ready for him,
He asks your hand for dance,
You agree after looking at me,
Then I see you dancing with him,
He pulls you close to himself,
You soon excuse yourself.

Such short love story parts
My HP Poem #1443
©Atul Kaushal

#dance #beautiful #the #*** #gorgeous #lovely #male #wife #pulls #alpha

Wes Noneya Feb 2017

Capricious Fire Fanciful Storm

So little so much
Brief brush of fingers
That soft touch
Heat that lingers

“Mine” she could swear she heard
Her heart for a moment stands still
With that whispered word
A devilishly divine thrill

Hint of Everything
In a gentle brush
Makes her soul sing
Blood starts to rush

Thoughts, want, and need, a ravenous desire
Taking Form
Capricious Fire
Fanciful Storm

Growing tempest of lust
A she devil of need
Feed soon she must
Dances in her eyes, take heed

Growing lustful state
Hunger and thirst, in wicked measure
She wants to sate
With pain and pleasure

~Wes Noneya

#dance #fire #desire #lust #mine #wicked #ravenous #pleasurehunger

Maria Etre Jan 2017

The "L" Word

Call me a lover
and I will redefine
what your
heart thought
love was and jolt
it with beats
that make
nations dance

#love #poem #poetry #dance #happiness #lover #you #me #beats

Literatim Jan 2017

Dance of the Dervishes

Where lonely camels roam, dunes in darkness lay
And myriads of stars glow in disarray.
Solely the morning star, lone wanderer, shines bright
And thus illuminates this dark Arabian night.

As the gleaming eye of heaven rises in the East,
wake the weary nomad and his weary beast.
And as it reaches zenith, the heat burning the flesh,
they reach their destination: the vibrant Marrakech.

Explosion of colors, spices galore
Sold on bazaars selling infinitely more
A snake tamer plays his tunes in a trance
and the dervishes do their habitual dance.

And with every turn, every swish, every sway,
Unfolds like a dream the Arabian day.
'Til the sun sets again in this wondrous land
To darken once more the kingdom of sand.

#dance #stars #day #night #tableau #oriental #arabian #dervish #marrakech

Derby Jan 2017

The Masque of the Brown Death

Come on and dance with me
It’s easy if you try
Come on and dance with me
Follow my lead and glide

Slip in the mud
Racing through your blood
You’re as good as gone
Drifting away with eyes half-shut

Come on and dance with me
It’s easy if you try
Come on and dance with me
You’re stepping out of time

It’s a living Hell
Cold sweats, puke, and pain
Your skin goes blue
When you drink the blackened rain

Do you want to dance with me?
It’s easy if you try
Come on and dance with me
As we fall down from the sky

Oh, come on and dance with me
It’s easy if you try
Come on now, dance with me
And I’ll shiver down your spine

The warmth is gone
The rush is fleeting away
You’ve nodded off
For the last time

You’ve come here to dance with me
So give me your best try
You've tread upon my dancing shoes
It’s now your time to die

Come on and dance with me
It’s easy if you try
Now, tell me 'bout your dance with death
Was it worth the high?

Come on and dance with me--

Title obviously a play on Poe's "The Masque of the Red Death." Where Poe's piece was about plague and disease, this piece is such for drug use, namely ****** (hence "Brown Death," "Blackened rain" "mud," and other such references). Drug use and abuse is an epidemic here in the United States. It is a disease, it can almost be described as a plague. This is just a quick poem (song) about the true hazard of drug use. The high is not worth the side effects, the psychological and physiological addiction, the pain and suffering, and the effects on others the drug(s) cause.
(You know exactly what drugs we're talking about here.)

#dance #death #drugs #****** #dancing #brown #poe #drugabuse #druguse #masque

Em Jan 2017

3 things i can say with confidence and 1 thing i can't

I could say that I like art
But what I'd mean to say is
I like how it makes me feel
I like when it appeals to my own aesthetic
Or makes me see through someone else's eyes
I like that I don’t have to necessarily understand a piece to enjoy it
I like how looking at a photograph can take you back to a memory
Or how a film can make you feel empathy for someone you’ve never even met.

It's simple to say that I like music
But what I’d mean by that is
I like how it makes me feel
I like that a good beat can leave my feet uncontrollably
Tap, tap, tapping
And a soulful lyric can leave my heart dizzy for days
or how a good, solid forte piano can bring me to the edge of my seat
I like that an arrangement of notes can make me long for a place I’ve never been
or that feeling I get when I hear my favorite song come on at the store

It'd be safe to assume that I can say I like dance
But what I actually mean is that
I like how it makes me feel
How the delicate motion of someone else’s body set to music can move me to tears
and when the beat of the music travels through my own limbs like an electric current
when it leaves me out of breath
or how positively free I feel when I'm dancing alone to Beyoncé in my underwear

It wouldn’t be too far of a stretch for someone to maybe possibly say that there's an itty bitty sliver of a chance that
I like you
I mean
I like how you make me feel
Like my whole body is on fire and I’m caught in a rainstorm
like my stomach is full of ants but it’s okay because I’m an anteater
Like a little kid who lost his mom at the store but somehow found the candy isle
Like I’d spend a whole day just trying to make you laugh

I like that art, music, and dance make me think of you
and that that’s all I’m left to think about
art, music, dance
and you

#dance #art #crush #music #empathy #likeyou #ilikeyou

JR Rhine Jan 2017

Diffusion

I receive your native tongue
like a desperate missionary--

letting it run over my teeth,
stroking the roof of my mouth,
and dancing with my own foreign entity.

I come to you aching
to inhale your exhale,
place my lips to yours.

In the diaspora of spit
from your mouth to mine,
deliver unfathomed riches
of love and wisdom

into my trembling body.

#love #kiss #dance #lips #ache #culture #tongue #taste #native #diffusion

JR Rhine Jan 2017

Tacks

you danced
in dark silent streets
letting icy snow
fall like tacks
on your tongue

caught in a dreamy pirouette
your arms out wide
in surrender to the heavens

beyond pale streelights
your eyes to the sky
reigning down upon you

snow falling like
a slurpee spilling onto the tile floor
of a 7-Eleven
our boots sloshing through it

your three-year absence
from it
ends with a nostalgia
and an innocence
you felt you lost

yet it descends upon you again
as you twirl
under snow like tacks
on your tongue

#dance #happiness #night #nostalgia #street #snow #innocence #tongue #tack