Top 100 Poems About: DANCE


In this page, poems on / about “dance” are listed.
  • 1.
    I Cannot Dance Upon My Toes

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    I cannot dance upon my Toes—
    No Man instructed me— read more »

    Emily Dickinson
  • 2.
    Dance Me To The End Of Love

    Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin
    Dance me through the panic 'til I'm gathered safely in
    Lift me like an olive branch and be my homeward dove
    Dance me to the end of love read more »

    Leonard Cohen
  • 3.
    The Dance

    See how, like lightest waves at play, the airy dancers fleet;
    And scarcely feels the floor the wings of those harmonious feet.
    Ob, are they flying shadows from their native forms set free?
    Or phantoms in the fairy ring that summer moonbeams see? read more »

    Friedrich Schiller
  • 4.
    The Dance Of Death

    THE warder looks down at the mid hour of night,
    On the tombs that lie scatter'd below:
    The moon fills the place with her silvery light,
    And the churchyard like day seems to glow. read more »

    Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
  • 5.
    The Dance

    In Breughel's great picture, The Kermess,
    the dancers go round, they go round and
    around, the squeal and the blare and the
    tweedle of bagpipes, a bugle and fiddles read more »

    William Carlos Williams
  • 6.
    The Baby's Dance

    Dance little baby, dance up high,
    Never mind baby, mother is by;
    Crow and caper, caper and crow,
    There little baby, there you go; read more »

    Ann Taylor
  • 7.
    Dance Figure

    For the Marriage in Cana of Galilee

    Dark-eyed,
    O woman of my dreams, read more »

    Ezra Pound
  • 8.
    The Night Dance

    Strike the gay harp! see the moon is on high,
    And, as true to her beam as the tides of the ocean,
    Young hearts, when they feel the soft light of her eye,
    Obey the mute call, and heave into motion. read more »

    Thomas Moore
  • 9.
    Reciprocal Invitation To The Dance

    THE INDIFFERENT.

    COME to the dance with me, come with me, fair one! read more »

    Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
  • 10.
    Dance, My Little Puppets

    dance, my little puppets
    dance for me
    dance, my little puppets
    and you shall see read more »

    sandy nobody
  • 11.
    But In The Wine-Presses The Human Grapes Sing Not Nor Dance

    But in the Wine-presses the human grapes sing not nor dance:
    They howl and writhe in shoals of torment, in fierce flames consuming,
    In chains of iron and in dungeons circled with ceaseless fires,
    In pits and dens and shades of death, in shapes of torment and woe: read more »

    William Blake
  • 12.
    Overture To A Dance Of Locomotives

    Men with picked voices chant the names
    of cities in a huge gallery: promises
    that pull through descending stairways
    to a deep rumbling. read more »

    William Carlos Williams
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