Flamenco Dance Poems

These Flamenco Dance poems are examples of Dance poems about Flamenco. These are the best examples of Dance Flamenco poems written by international poets.

Dancologist needed here
fix these up
From the Desk of D.B. Alcuna
frowarded to the Dance Department
Groove Center

Slide in your slide
catch the groove and Grind
let the music play
aint

© Allan Terry  

Joy and sorrow in staccato
Feet strike the floor
Heel and toe
Pounding from the knee
Kicking up the skirt

Hips sway
Spine arches
Arms encircle the body
Wringing and unfurling
Elbows raised
Wrists and

© Juliette O'Brien  

Tania

There was a young lady named Tania
Who wanted to dance in Espania
She really let go
Doing the flamenco
And her whirling, it nicely did fan yer

© Richard D Seal  

ruffled high-heeled, high-haired
the Mexican diva begins the dance
her partner concentrating on her beauty
stepping automatically to the best music
welcome to the flamenco, with castanets
and jazzy snapping

© Caren Krutsinger  

In a long red skirt, with a great big smile,
Our young senorita danced,
Doing all the moves in Flamenco style,
For third graders, quite advanced.

Though we watched

© Ilene Bauer  

Written: December 1st, 2023
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Colors waltz in a rainbow kaleidoscope
cynosure of

© Sotto Poet  

Her lightning fast moves mesmerized me
she’s the fastest flamenco dancer in Seville someone whispered
well practiced whirls of pinks and oranges captivated her audience
without fans, shawls

© Caren Krutsinger  

There’s an air of excitement
Amongst most cultured of Spain
Centred around a little hamlet
On the Andalusian Plain.
They are arriving by the plane load,
Helicopter,  and even

© Terry Ireland  

Autumn winds duende with flair.
The leaves falling from trees aflame,
twisting and twirling across the aire,
gliding on the cool, frosty first rain.

The leaves falling from trees

© Linda Alice Fowler  

Dancing on the fringes
waltzing through the fire
Tango once the step of choice
driven by desire

Life a dark flamenco
words to not intrude
Motion trumping conscious thought
—foxtrot interlude

(Dreamsleep: August,

© Kurt Philip Behm  

He plays his guitar under moonlight
The stars align and she arrives
In her long red dress, with a rose in her hair
Emerald eyes, Long black hair
She

© Alicia Jai  

While careening with Carene,
a boogie-woogie with Wanita, wow!
Then, a whirl with Pearl,
a jiggy jig with Jacqueline.
At intervals rhumba with a Rosalie.
An experimental ballet
with Bonnie, Bob,

© Terry Miller  

The Flamenco dancer
With swirling skirt, blazing eyes
Danced to mesmerise

© Shirley Hawkins  

Written by Gail DeBole
January 20, 2020

A flock of Flamingos so pink
Had feathers that made people blink.
They group-danced with heads high
In a Flamenco style.
Ate shrimp, algae,

© Gail Debole  

I wanted to stick out my chest
Rise tall and arch my back
Standing there listening to the fest hard pressed
To click my heels to this fiery

© Lonna Blodgett