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Precious Moon

Yonder light of moon-kissed rays
on blessed breeze you lie
under cover of the milky way
reach out to every cusp of sky

Moon my precious moon
open your wings
open your gilded wings
now and evermore 

Shine your sultry soul
here into mine
into the loneliness of dusk
near thee enter upon me
endless glows of your
sacred smile

Fly high moon my precious moon
over my wayward path
reigning me home

Mysterious lady  let this butterfly dance 
effortlessly in the glint of your romance

Copyright © Tim Smith | Year Posted 2016

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Eyes reflecting the moonlight gaze at me,
captivating my heart, comforting my mind.
something spiritual stimulates my soul,
tantalising my senses into a state of euphoria.
affectionately this enchanting lady takes my hand,
silent sensations send shivers down my spine,
yearning for this dance to last for eternity.

30 June 2016
Ecstasy poetry contest by John Hamilton

Copyright © Silent One | Year Posted 2016

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Summer Rain

Standing on the sidewalk,
Underneath the trees,
My ears can hear it talk,
Murmuring with the breeze,
Every drop hits the street,
Running in it's own way,

Raining down it's own beat,
A song it just wants to play,
I can feel their dancing feet,
Near mine on a summer day.

Written - June, 27th, 2014

Copyright © Kelly Deschler | Year Posted 2014

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Music calms the angry heart, its glorious rhythm penetrates the dark, the way I feel when the sound waves seep through my hair, consumes my soul with a suttle stare, my feet so happy, my body enriched with vibrations, my soul so at ease, I'm here for the taking.

I play from my experience, I put on a show, my hidden words entangled with the things that I know, smiles surround me, they glance by my feet, their inner beings amazed by my beat.

I beat my drums, I play my strings, they show me their affection, this is where I get my wings, they say I can fly, it seems I can soar, my music so perfect, they keep asking for more.

I do what I love, and they love what I do, music is my life, I am so happy that I can share it with you.

Copyright © stephanie hanvey | Year Posted 2013

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Sometimes I sit in wonder,
Thinking about
All the stories
I so fondly
Remember from Uncle
Walter; telling me
About his experiences during WWII, oh so many 
Years ago.

There were so many stories of considerable note but
Only the ones where he danced with many of

Those movie “starlets” at the
“Hollywood Canteen” still brings joy to my heart for him.
Each time he was there, many of those beautiful women

Sought his handsome and genteel 6’4” company on the dance floor.
Then out of the hundreds of G.I’s on the dance floor,
Ava Gardner ran up to him saying “Hello Walter, I saw you when you came in the door!”
Receiving a permanent war disability and never married, Walter made it to 2011.
Somehow, I want to believe Walter and Ava are now dancing on the stairway to heaven.

By John Trusty for the acrostic, “stairway to the stars” contest. 

This a true story about the second of many more times Walter danced with Ava Gardner at the “Hollywood Canteen.” Walter must have been one hell of a memorable dancer.

Copyright © John Trusty | Year Posted 2012

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Give Me Dancing Music

I've been tempted.
And it's not so good.
I'm gonna pick up the pieces.
Then mend my ways.
So give me dancing music.
Let me dance all day.
Let me lift my feet up.
Then dance across the floor.

Dit-dit-dit-dance across, dance across.
Dance across the floor.
Let me dance across, dance across.
Dance across the floor.

I've been waiting.
For you to arrive.
And I was wondering.
If you were mine.
I can go on forever.
Or take my time.
Go on forever.
Or dance till nine.
So give me dancing music.
Let me dance all day.
Let me lift my feet up.
Then dance across the floor.

Dit-dit-dit-dance across, dance across.
Dance across the floor.
Let me dance across, dance across.
Let me dance across the floor..

Dance Across The Floor-Song-By Kim Robin Edwards
Copyright 1987,2015..All rights reserved..

Copyright © Kim Robin Edwards | Year Posted 2015

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Puttin On The Ritz

"Puttin' On The Ritz"
Pleasing pleasure and laughter  
Uptown on Lenox Avenue
To the music and beautiful, charismatic, night lights
The night is young 
Intriguing with glamour and luxury the
Nightlife for Puttin on the Ritz

Out wearing my slinky, sexy sequin top to toe dress
New satin stiletto shoes to impress

Top hat, arrow collar, white spats, and tails my man is dressed like the Prince of Wales
Hand in hand, we dance with passion and grace in 
Elegance of the adorn ballroom 

Rhythm and dance
In riches and in style 
Tonight exuberance 
Zazzy, zizz, entertaining Puttin on the Ritz

© Eve roper 8/13/2015

Contest Name: Puttin On The Ritz 
Sponsor: Judy Konos

Copyright © Eve Roper | Year Posted 2015

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Just you, I want to dance with from sunrise to sunset
Under the sky, merged in fusion, in union with summer's daylight hours
Naturally our feet synchronize in a plethora of Tango, Waltz and Samba
Enchanted, we dance the night away as stars watch on in the pale moonlight

Poem created: 9 August 2015

Copyright © Silent One | Year Posted 2015

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Taste buds astute.
How perspicacious are you?
Everyone tends to know food.

Socializing and now you are ready for your appetizer.
Kicking off your shoes and now you are relaxing.
Yesterday was hectic but today is perfect.

Involve your mind because you are
Sassy and fine.

Taste of champagne
Has my mind playing games
Every time I hear your name.

Let’s party
Invigorate the environment
Motion and rhythm
Intimate and together
This is our time.

Copyright © Verlena S. Walker | Year Posted 2014

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Participating in everyday life
Actively avoiding drama and strife
Recreation whether spontaneous or planned
Attempting to heal both spirit and mind
Daily becoming the one whom I'm meant to be
I ncluding listening, praying and charity
Silently minding my own business
Ending daily with gratitude and forgiveness

Written 12/22/2015
6th Place
Paradise-Acrostic Contest by John Hamilton


Copyright © Susan Gentry | Year Posted 2015

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Dance ballerina dance
All the stations played it
Nat King Cole was the star
Couples smooched to the music
In every club and bar
Naughty things happened after dusk,
Girls wed, babies all premature.

Penned September 23 rd. 2013

Copyright © SEREN ROBERTS | Year Posted 2013

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R aindrops falling down, drip, drip, drip
A bout to go outside, not a chance
I nside drinking tea, sip, sip, sip
N o one watching me, alone I dance.

November 27,2015

Copyright © John Hamilton | Year Posted 2015

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Autumn's Song and Dance


A cold wind rattles my window
Under blankets I snuggle warm
The beautiful flowers sadly will bloom no more
Until the cold weather has gone 
Merry still the birds that sing and dance
Now the trees lay down their emerald gowns
Silent flocks of birds fly away

Summer delight is over
On the ground the brittle leaves all lay
Nothing is green for it has turned to gold
Glittering, swirling, twirling in an Autumn dance

Around the fireplace at night we gather
Nights long with the sighing wind
Down the sun early

Dance the tumbling, trembling leaves
And the forest is crimson and golden
Naughty bandit squirrels steal things strange
Come dance the forest path with me
Everything is beautiful and changing magically

Written August 27, 2012

For the contest, Autumn Acrostic
Sponsored by Francine Roberts

Copyright © Broken Wings | Year Posted 2012

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DJ Drop the needle on the record
And send strong waves singeing my synapses, 
Nudging my senses, confounding each cord 
Composing my sinews to move in accord, 
Enthralled by the notes dancing on the staff.

Copyright © Nyonglema Pisoh | Year Posted 2014

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1st of the Last Men

Naturally is all you have to say
Ay i wake up to get my pay
Tell it through and true
U know i cant go our looking blue
Riding fancy clothes and wearing fast cars
All I have to do is aim for the stars
Lie to me like they lie to you
Looks like your dream has come true
You kneel then pray to see another day

Naturally that would be the last line but the lie i was told cant stop me from writing. It actually makes me write more and i know how it is on the road, coming out of bathrooms stepping on toads. Your life is pure so what is next, answer your phone very important text. Step outside to get some air, hiding from the people you thought you knew but found new friends in an empty room. Tired and breathing with fire from your chest, the door opens and you see that you will always be running from things you ran from in the past. Be a stop sign, posted on all most every street to stop the cars coming your way and when they pass you can resume your day.

Copyright © greg bell | Year Posted 2013

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RAIN - nfc


River dancers on the shingles
Attenuating rhythmic shifts
Icy shivery down neck tingles
Nuances of seasoned riffs

John G. Lawless

Copyright © John lawless | Year Posted 2015

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A troupe of dancers 
Singing, swinging 
Diving, jiving 
4 men, 2 women

For Adam’s Captcha contest

Copyright © jack horne | Year Posted 2013

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Halloween Night


Haunting monsters roam on an October Halloween spooky night

As munchkin stroll dress in their costumes that fright  

Large carved pumpkins laugh as inside candles flicker bright
Lifeless lackadaisical zombies walk the street on sight, ghost in white

Occasional Owl hoot as monsters howl in the darkness plight 

Witches on broomstick, Warlocks wrapped in black capes, before day light
Enchanting the moon. Spiders that bite weaving sticky webs that stick-tight 

Eerie gravestones and casket lids that open yelling "Boooo…."at midnight

Night ebbs with jumpin sounds of trick-or treat, ghost, goblins dance in delight

Naughty black feline stepping its paws nonchalantly teasing the dog 

Nonplussed decrepit two- story haunted house 

Idle and dank surround by broken down fencing and gnarl skeletal tree boughs

Grave  “No TRESPASSING”  sign  forbidding entry for even a mouse

Hangs  warding off  the unwanted  and those that had doubts

Tenebrous  gloom  brought  brooding shadows around the house


Copyright © Eve Roper | Year Posted 2016

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The Dance Poetic Repeated

THE DANCE POETIC (just a play with words, acrostic variation)

    T     tantalizing, titillating theater, transpires
    H      head-on, hesitating hovering hoopla,
    E       edging effortless extinguished expose' entities.
    D    Dancing dubious distinguished debonair devils;
    A     anxious actors awaiting attendant accompaniment,
    N      nuances neither needing necessity nor neglect,
    C       castigating casualites continual concordance,
    E         eager entangled entrance exiting each everyone.

     P     Pursue petulant possibilities presented passively
     O      on old odd occasions occupying oblivious obtuseness
     E       etching embers escaping easy exhibitions exiting
     T        the touch to trivial tickled trepidation touching tomorrow,
     I          inhibited inches indicate inklings incidental
     C          come charm, chance cascading co-mingling cognise coos.

Repeat and join the joyous jubilations of The Poetic Dance.

Copyright © DM Babbit | Year Posted 2016

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In The Mood For Love Again

     In The Mood For Love Again

Insomnia comes on again 
Night slows the pace of nature
The show girls hit the clubs
Hide from love
Ethereal sounds fill the air 
Music comes from everywhere
On Tuesdays drinks are free
Only police can keep the peace 
Drunks walk the streets like zombies in a sleep
For hours finding nothing there
Ordinary couple’s watch their children slumber
Remembering when they themselves were younger
Love would fill their waking hours
Over bridges and past the mighty towers
Vigilance and light would guide them on their walks
Eternity was always with them in their secret talks
As they found their favorite bar
Geared up to party near and far
And give the night a chance to find romance
Intrinsic in loves eternal dance
Night clubs fill in that void to love again once more

                                                      5/16/14 Acrostic -In the mood for love again contest

Copyright © Earl Schumacker | Year Posted 2014

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The world of shame
Shaped together
With the rain..

Wash away your tears
Of pain
And cover yourselves

Come together for
A feast
To feed the hungry breast 

Have you ever danced
With fire..
Oh that sweet suffocating

Air' it's so hot 
When the rush of heat
Is under your feet

It makes you move
And twist with a beat 
Your out of breath

But you feel compelled
To dive in a little deeper 
The deeper you go 

The hotter you burn
The passion of desire
The hunger of destiny 's

Have you ever dance
With fire...mmmmm
That sweet suffocating air..
Smell so sweet

But 'I hate the burning
 beneath my feet 

Dance Dance ??
With the devil
Under your feet

Copyright © venita Schindler | Year Posted 2016

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Time to Dance ( ~Music)

Melodies pulsing through my soul
Undulating symphony of rock and roll
Strumming rhythms.. electric heat
Instrumental with a jazzy beat
Chords and lyrics.. Microphones
~~Bring delicious wiggles to my bones.

Copyright © Patricia Sawyer | Year Posted 2010

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Day ends
Night promises

Copyright © J B | Year Posted 2010

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I dance in the day﷯﷯
I dance in the evening﷯﷯
I dance to feel﷯﷯
I dance to fight﷯﷯
﷯﷯Dancing makes me love﷯﷯
Dancing makes me cry﷯﷯
Dancing fills my heart﷯﷯
Dancing fills my soul﷯﷯
﷯﷯Dance is true﷯﷯
Dance is everything﷯﷯
Dance is life﷯﷯
Dance is me

Copyright © Kristin Hunsaker | Year Posted 2008