A Turkish Cypriot Dancer Poem by suzan gumush

You are the Inventive one, indeed, Suzan....Lots of Wit & Cleverity in your work this day, & i'm enjoying it's rush of good fun '''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''FJR

what imagery! ! dont know who needs the stronger stomach - you or me! great stuff. al. x

dear susan, glad that you read my poems and like them. this one yours above is lovely. i will always remember the wit in it. the belly dance bit. would love to visit cyprus one day. keep in touch and would also look out for your book.

My parents gave no more So I didn't have to belly dance To that chore! Living like my collegues do My culture I did not shoo! Still the real ethic folk artists still a myths... they have blessed with good ethics and we evade many good things... My parents gave no more So I didn't have to belly dance To that chore! love this poem for gave me realfacade of a fable in this reality to loves

I liked this poem. I couldn't decide why... until I noticed I was smiling. Smiling is the why.

Dear fellow-poet Suzan I like your poem. Its repetitions in the end mix the rhythm of the dance with the that of the poem. I am a Cypriot (member of the Latin community, of Italian origin) and I agree with the meaning of the poem, that all cultures can benefit from the blending and sharing. I gave you high grade. Friend in Poetry Joseph Josephides Member of the International Society of Poets (ISP) , awarded

I like your poem and enjoy the wibble wobble of your belly. The repetition is effective. I agree that all cultures can benefit from the mixing and sharing. The last part stirs up the imagination and is memorable

A good one Suzan! Have you read my 'The Belly Dancer'? -Raj Nandy

delightful read Suzan.

Mabe its not the suitable expression, but this is one perfect poem.