Dance music Writing

100 creative works found

  • She
    by Nicole Wells

    Caressing the notes with her lithe limbs / And stroking the sonorous air with her slender hands

  • Dancing With Angels
    by InfinityRain

    We flew upon the laughter / And drifted on a sigh / We twirled through the lavender / And chased the damselflies

    A fun upbeat poem, hopefully will make you smile

  • Make Your Own Kind Of Music
    by Sally Omar

    Make Your Own Kind Of Music / Whatever it may be / Make Your Own Kind Of Music / And you will see / Make Your Own Kind Of Music / And no o…

    THIS POEM WAS INSPIRED BY PAGLY’S ONGOING EFFORT TO BE THE / PERSON SHE WAS MEANT TO BE BY MAKING HER OWN KIND OF MUSIC / IN HER HELP OF THE LESS FORTUNATE…SHE MAKES ME PROUD TO BE / A WOMAN.

  • The Laundromat
    by Michael Alesich

    He wasn’t your average everyday white goods person. He liked the batteries of machines twisting and rolling the peoples unmentionables.

  • DANCING IN THE MOONLIGHT
    by Sally Omar

    WE DANCED IN THE MOONLIGHT TWIRLING ROUND AND ROUND THE WIND BLEW THROUGH THE TREES TO US A MUSIC SOUND THE MOON LOOKED DOWN …

  • Feel the Beat
    by tuffcookie

    The music begins to play / surrounding me with its happy tempo / The tempo fills me, winding its way through my body / swirling down and thr…

  • Only Dreams...
    by Line Svendsen

    Dreams are constant, but still will change / Hunger for sleep, a dream in range / Only Dreams will wake the living up / Or we will face the …

    Inspired by dreams, fantasy and illusion.

  • at home?
    by Byron Gates Jr

    and love and hate coexist…

    ...and what are the words one uses to describe a compilation?, works from my entire life?, fifty years of carrying around a yellow pad?, fifty years of writing and rewriting, changing the words, as their meanings change for me? These pieces are extracted from my book of prose, “50 truths and 50 lies, the first 50 years.” Available Here

  • twist.
    by Byron Gates Jr

    that simple dynamic that we all seek so desperately…

    ...and what are the words one uses to describe a compilation?, works from my entire life?, fifty years of carrying around a yellow pad?, fifty years of writing and rewriting, changing the words, as their meanings change for me? Constructive criticism regarding any of my work, always welcomed, appreciated and read with an open heart. / Personal eMail These pieces are extracted from my book of prose, “50 truths and 50 lies, the first 50 years.” Available Here

  • and it hurts.
    by Byron Gates Jr

    when ill-tempered and unrehearsed words wound others…

    ...and what are the words one uses to describe a compilation?, works from my entire life?, fifty years of carrying around a yellow pad?, fifty years of writing and rewriting, changing the words, as their meanings change for me? Constructive criticism regarding any of my work, always welcomed, appreciated and read with an open heart. / Personal eMail These pieces are extracted from my book of prose, “50 truths and 50 lies, the first 50 years.” Available Here

  • The Music Has Stopped
    by DakotaDawn

    The music has stopped / The dance is done / No more waltzing / Twirling / Dipping / That precious falling feeling / And yet being held safely / ...

  • Explanation of the creation of Fat Lady Refrigerator Mambo 3, a controversial digital/non-digital combination painting/drawing/manipulation (not necessarily in that order) about which one sister said: “You know, if ….. hadn’t said anything I may have thought that was you. I was relatively sure it wasn’t me because not big enough. Then I thought, Arletta doesn’t part her hair like that, who the heck is that. / / You should do a pic of me. “ and the other said “Thanks for the oh so flattering portrait, baby sister. I know where you live.”

  • Heart Soft Angelic Note
    by Amber Elizabeth Fromm Donais

    It Sings to You / In Symphony / And Harmony / And Angelic Note… / It Flys So High / At Times I Fear… / Feet Never, Touching / Ground…

    Hearts Symphonic Dance

  • My Doritos - The Remix.
    by Katherine Johns

    Triangular carbs so crisp and cheesy / I’ll go through, / All the aisles at coles for you. / And tonight you’ll fall in love with cheese sup…

    Based On: My People by The Presets Written by: / Katt-25 and berryllium

  • The Singer Who Dances With His Songs
    by silverstrummer - David Everitt

    wonderment to your face / That sensual smell / weakening and bodies giving

    Just A Singers Lament FEATURED IN :- / Masterpieces: Literary Workshop Group – 21st May 2009 “Live Life For Today And Save A Smile For Somebody Tomorrow” – David “The Singer Who Dances With His Songs” © Copyright 2009 / All Rights Reserved! – MCN: C16F4-C501E-8E86A /

  • encounters
    by executedweekly

    Moonlight is a different thing when you can’t hear yourself breath.

  • House
    by Taymaz Valley

    Lost in music, / I make my way through the crowd. Short skirts, / Tight T-shirts. Fluffy Boots, / Glow Sticks. Whistles, / “Make som…

  • Native American Drummer
    by Daneann

    Forever live the brave and free. / They forge their way to destiny. / And music sounds their history.

    This poem was inspired by a painting entitled, “Drummer” which the Native American artist, Pablita Velarde (1918-2006.) painted.

  • The Rave
    by DanikaL

    I inhale and listen. Such a chaotic blend of notes and beats all dancing around each other in perfect synchrony and I am lost.

    Nothing is more soothing than turning up the volume, closing your eyes and letting the music drown you, swallow you whole.

  • Uibhisteach
    by Alan Dean

    Are you there somewhere, / Winding a slight trail through green places, / Casting the age-long shadow? Resounding through silent grey s…

  • The Native American Powwow
    by Tim Scullion

    With each meditative step you could see the dancer trying to connect with the memory of lost friends or family; and the observer realizes…

    The real meaning of a Native American powwow

  • You're Beautiful
    by belleamour

    The beats of the music spill over her like ocean waves, / And she can no longer think of anything / Except the way he gazes into her eyes l…

    I began writing this as an assignment from my high school English class, and at the time it was only 10 lines long. We were told to write a free verse poem based on the picture our teacher had brought in. The picture was of a ballroom, filled with classy-looking people dancing and mingling. I focused mine on a couple in the centre of the picture who were dancing and they looked as if they hardly noticed anyone else in the room. I later expanded it from the original 10 lines and this is the final product.

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