Flamenco Dance Poems

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

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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,...

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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...

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LIFE IS A COSMIC DANCE (Satis Shroff)

My soul is a passionate dancer.
I hear music where ever I am,
Whatever I do.
I hear the lively rhythm
Beckoning me...

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LIFE IS A COSMIC DANCE (Satis Shroff)

My soul is a passionate dancer.
I hear music where ever I am,
Whatever I do.
I hear the lively rhythm
Beckoning me...

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She stands there in the center of the room
not moving! She is focused on the strum
of the guitar. we see pure passion bloom
before our eyes...

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The Flame of the Flamenco

Ruby was the flame of the Flamenco,
a tavern on the docks of Costa del Sol.
Men were entranced by her fiery dancing
as...

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The Flamenco dancer swirled and twirled past me 
her red voluminous red skirt floating
such intensity in her face
I was enthralled with her strength
and proud posture...

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Sevilla, the evening pins flowers on your hair
A pirouette of tasselled gown rustles by
Igniting a lusty swirl along theater’s wing,
Over spotlights on red liquefied hips
That...

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Tongues of my temptress fire lick, 
arousing your ardent artistic desire,
if you dare, imagine me — the intensity
capture me, take your chance;
I’ll love you, leave...

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Dance of the Firebird

Rosita, sultry enchantress,
dazzling Andalusian firebird,
erotically she twirls, proud
like a phoenix flashing across the sky.

Flared ruffled skirt swirls,
in hues of red, orange, and...

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Aye, what a revolution in red and orange against the
venom of society and culture
With the flowers of right palm though a gesture of dance
in fact...

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Oh, such amorous flamenco
A bailaora who whirls  fervidly
Nascent paltriness, a winged coo
Unruffled yet sways seamlessly

To grasp is to grin and bear it
To ace is...

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BARCELONA FLAMENCO

clicking of heels, like torrential downpour. guitar
plucking at the eardrums, chest wall erupting.

like a hurricane of crisp crimson leaves of Autumn ~
a raked pile,...

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Flamenco  Dancer  

She holds a special kind of magic.
Her eyes the color of  golden fields,
skin kissed by the flaming sun,
light brown hair...

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