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The Lost Dancer

Spatial depths of being survive
The birth to death recurrences
Of feet dancing on earth of sand;
Vibrations of the dance survive
The sand; the sand, elect, survives
The dancer. He can find no source
Of magic adequate to bind
The sand upon his feet, his feet
Upon his dance, his dance upon
The diamond body of his being.

poem by Jean Toomer
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Dance

dance the river is there to rise
dance touch me and close your eyes
dance the winds will touch your feet
just dance and dance feel the beat

dance the river will find its mouth
dance east and west north and south
dance the river will find my lips
dance the poles to move my hips

dance the bees are dancing hives
dance the trees are swaying lives
dance the waves are breaking through
dance the sides for me and you

dance the birds are dancing flights
dance the stars are dancing nights
dance the currents dancing veins
dance in soils dancing grains

dance the last atom cutting a knot
just dance and dance until you cannot

poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Dance, Dance

Dance, Dance
To the music
Dance, Dance
To the beat
Dance, Dance
To the rhythm
Stomp your feet

Dance, Dance
Even though
Your tune they don't hear
Dance, Dance
For yourself
Have no fear

Dance, Dance
If you're alive
You're doing well
Dance, Dance
And grin
So the world can tell

You know you've got
A life to live
You're looking at the joy
This world can give

And you're dancing and laughing,
Won't be dragged down
You'd rather keep moving
Than stay with a frown

Dance, Dance
'Til it's played to the end
Dance, Dance
With a smile
My truly brave friend

poem by Atara Gedalowitz
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In A Time Of Dearth

Before me,
On either side of me,
I see sand.
If I turn the corner of my house,
I see sand,
Long, brown
Lines and levels of flat
Sand.

If I could only see a caravan
Heave over the edge of it:
The camels wobbling and swaying,
Stepping like ostriches,
With rocking palanquins
Whose curtains conceal
Languors and faintnesses,
Muslins tossed aside,
And a disorder of cushions.
The swinging curtains would pique and solace me.
But I only see sand,
Long, brown sand -
Sand.

If I could only see a herd of Arab horses
Galloping,
Their manes and tails pulled straight
By the speed of their going;
Their bodies sleek and round
Like bellying sails.
They would beat the sand with their fore feet,
And scatter it with their hind feet,
So that it whirled in a cloud of orange,
And the sun through it
Was clip-edged, without rays, and dun.
But I only see sand,
Long, brown, hot sand -
Sand.

If I could only see a mirage,
Blue-white at the horizon,
With palm-trees about it;
Tall, windless palm-trees, grouped about a-glitter.
If I could strain toward it,
And think of the water creeping round my ankles,
Tickling under my knees,
Leeching up my sides,
Spreading over my back.
But I only feel the grinding beneath my feet.
And I only see sand,
Long, dry sand,
Scorching sand -
Sand.

If a sand-storm would only come
And spit against my windows,
Snapping upon them, and ringing their vibrations;
Swirling over the roof;
Seeping under the door-jamb;
Suffocating me and making me struggle for air.
But I only see sand -
Sand lying dead in the sun.
Lines and lines of sand -
Sand.

I will paste newspapers over the windows to shut out the sand;
I will fit them into one another, and fasten the corners.
Then I will strike matches
And read of politics and murders and festivals
Three years old.
But I shall not see the sand any more,
And I can read
While my matches last.

poem by Amy Lowell
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Slicin Sand

(words & music by sid tepper - roy bennett)
Take off your shoes, put down your hair
Turn on the music and well get somewhere
Dance, dance, dance, til nose gets tan
Were gonna have us a ball on the beach
A-slicin sand
Hug me a heap, swing me a lot
We got a lot of ocean if it gets too hot
O-o-o, o-o-o, baby, take my hand
Well have some real rockin fun in the sun
A-slicin sand
Come baby, come, lets dig some holes
Youll find its heaven with sand on you soles
Yeah!
Slide through to the left, slide to the right
Slash down the middle baby hold me tight
O-o-o, o-o-o, baby, hold my hand
Well have some real rockin fun in the sun
Slicin sand

song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Give Me Dancing Music(Song) :

I've been tempted.
And it's not so good.
I'm gonna pick up the pieces.
Then mend my ways.
So give me dancing music.
Let me dance all day.
Let me lift my feet up.
Then dance across the floor.

Dit-dit-dit-dance across, dance across.
Dance across the floor.
Let me dance across, dance across.
Dance across the floor.

I've been waiting.
For you to arrive.
And I was wondering.
If you were mine.
I can go on forever.
Or take my time.
Go on forever.
Or dance till nine.
So give me dancing music.
Let me dance all day.
Let me lift my feet up.
Then dance across the floor.

Dit-dit-dit-dance across, dance across.
Dance across the floor.
Let me dance across, dance across.
Let me dance across the floor..

Dance Across The Floor-Song-By Kim Robin Edwards
Copyright 1987,2009..
All rights reserved..

poem by Kim Robin Edwards
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Know The Law

when you walk away
i am not sad
what i think most
is that you must find the right path

this one is not for you
i have seen your footsteps break
themselves upon
those roadblocks

i have to drive you away
for you do not grow well here
a moss to sand
a seed on a rocky ground
a tower on a pile of sand

you are destined to be great
in the land where your feet are desirous
like some kind of dancing feet on those
dancing shoes
like some kind of fingers fidgety on those
guitar strings

law is a serious faced monster
with blind eyes and sharp claws and
venomous tongue

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Dance The Slow Music, The Sandstorm Swirls

The sandstorm swirls, pebbles and sand
Hitting dour walls
Dance, dance the slow music
Elements appeasing music
Music appeasing elements

Pulse and body and sand
The music is one with the sand that whirls
Hide, hide the face that burns
Close, close the eyes that burn
Because of the storm in the city
No more passion, no more pity
There were mirages with shimmering paths
There were trodden truths and treacherous theories
And home's horizons far, far away.

Dance the slow music
Cease the howling wind, the phantoms
Of the sand that can speak with strange gifts
The old man on his rope-bed with bleary eyes
Remembers and speaks

Of old forgotten things; some people listen
Waiting for the wind to fall

Sand will, leaves will fall, trees that bend
Life stands still, dance the slow music, the sandstorm swirls
Wait and heed nature's call.

Copyright: Rani Turton

poem by Rani Turton
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Tribute To The Jailer's Daughter

That which has entered through my eyes
Has most certainly progressed to dry my tongue
And like yesterday, my sanity has all but gone
Tracking through the woods in search of love.
Love that was found but does not make love,
For her eyes –like diamonds- are set on another
Whom she gazed upon from her high chair.
And I admit he’s fair, but knows not she’s there.

So, heed my call, and dance, my dearest fool,
With hands on your head, dance for your jewel.
Dance for me, dance, dance, and make me jolly.
Dance on the sand and then dance on the sea.
For the ship is battered and sinking in waves,
Dance on the plank, and dance, dance to your grave.
Below lies your redemption - I do not lie
Dance for all, dance, so you alone may die.

Though I haven’t a womb, something has moved.
My sacks are too full, know me, and that I’ll prove.
Take her name and to me you become her;
I cannot tell My Precious Flower from a flower
And such and all is the way of my insanity,
So dance my fool, come on and dance for me
Forgetting all, make dancing your way. With both
Feet off the ground, do the Lunatic's sway!

My father is noble, and like him, I am noble too.
But I’d lay my splendor down, if I can be with you.
And If I were Jupiter, I’d give that up to be a man,
If it meant you and I would be one, as in my plan.
I’d give up friends, brotherhood and kinship’s deed
For simply put, you are all I would ever need.
So dance my sweet fool, dance on over to him.
I’m that sot, who’d love you on the slightest whim.

Copyright © 2009 Leslie Alexis

poem by Leslie Alexis
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Decadence Dance

francis!
Francis! be careful!
Trying so hard to keep up with the joneses
Running a rat racing won by our noses
Always put one foot in front of the other
And dance to the beat of the dacadent drummer
Just buy a brand new pair of fred astaire shoes
Climbing to the top, never gonna stop
Its the same old song and one two three and dec-a-dance
Dance, dance
Dance, dance
Dancing to the dacadence dance, dance
Everybody decadancing
Dancing to the decadence
Dancing to the decadence dance
Its hard to stop once the music gets started
til the soles of your feet harden up like your heart did
Stepping in line with the sign of the timer
Seduced by the tune of the decadent dancer
Just buy a brand new pair of fred astaire shoes
Climbing to the top, never gonna stop
Its the same old song and one two three and dec-a-dance
Dance, dance
Dance, dance
Dancing to the dacadence dance, dance
Everybody decadancing
Dancing to the decadence
Dancing to the decadence dance

song performed by by Extreme
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Beach

Sitting on the beach with my feet in the sand
Letting the song of the ocean clear my mind of ever thing
Sitting on the beach with my feet in the sand
Watching the surfers chase the perfect wave
Sitting on the beach with my feet in the sand
Watching the sun set on yet another perfect day

poem by Ron St Jean
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Street Dancer

I ask a street dancer-Why do you dance?
This street is my grand stage,
The passers-by are my precious audience,
Little rupees they gave me are least important,
I dance to the tune of drums and flute,
As my feet dance to the music, bangles ringing,
My body floats with my spirit,
At the very peak of ecstasy,
the noise of the street is silent to me,
and I feel the madonna in me.

When I dance, the pain of this world disappears,
sadness is a far distance,
I see beauty and colours surrounding me,
I hear music in my heart,
Filling it with love and satisfaction.
When night comes to visit,
and the dance come to a close,
I rest my tired body-
And dream, a beautiful dancer dancing to a prince.

poem by Spiritual Seeker
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Diamond Dance

We used to dance
the power dance
but now we play
political games.
And love, o love
where hast thou
gone?
Drifted away
upon the waves.
Not a chance
had romance
Now we spin
the hunger dance.
I rise like a specter
from the ocean floor
to watch the moonlight
dance upon the waves-
then cast up softly,
'pon the shore.
We used to dance
the song of love-
a ballad which
we sing no more:
and cast up gently
'pon the shore.
I'm grasping diamonds
in my hand
for one brief instant
before they are turned
into grains of sand...
We used to dance
the diamond dance

poem by Bryan P.T. Riley
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Strange Meeting Ii

Deep down in the depths of forgotten dreams
So far away so long ago it seems
The memory comes of a distant beach
Pale sand stretching far from reach
It was then I found my princess of the sand.
As I traced the foam, peebles beneath my feet
I looked behind, I saw this one so sweet
She came to me and I saw in her eyes
The heavy toll of a thousand eyes
I called her my princess of the sand.
She stared at me and my mind was in a maze
As we moved along in a summer sea-dream haze
She moved her mouth but there came no sound
The message she brought can never be found
But I called her my princess of the sand.
One moment we walked with the night breeze in our face
Then I looked, shed gone. of her presence there was no trace
Where she went or came from who can know
Or if shell ever return to help me know
Who she is, my princess of the sand.
Sometime when the summer nights come back
Ill go back to the sea, follow that sandy track
Ill look around, hope to find
That strange young dream, close behind
Ill call her my princess of the sand.

song performed by by Nick Drake
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Youre Easy To Dance With

I could dance nightly
Just holding you tightly
My sweet
I could keep right on
Because youre so light on
Your feet
Youre easy to dance with
There is no doubt in
The way we stand out in
The crowd
Though its called dancing
To me its romancing
Out loud
Youre easy to dance with
Loving you
The way I do
Makes you easy to dance with
That is why Im always right on the beat
All those charms
In one mans arms
Makes you easy to dance with
I can hardly keep my mind on my feet
Lets dance forever
Come on, say well never
Be through
Its so easy to dance with you

song performed by by Irving Berlin
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Sand On My Shoes

As I sit by the sea
Drink tequila by the shade of a tree
Theres a seniorita sat on my knee
Sprinkling sand all over me
Ive got sand on my shoes
Ive lost everything that Im gonna lose
Ive got nothing but the sun and the moon
And the sand thats on the beach
I am happy though my shoes are tattered and torn
Because the sea is so shiney
Ba ba-um-ba
Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba-um-ba
Ive got sand on my shoes
Thought I was civilized
Till I saw the sea and I realized
That the city life was just not for me
Left my troubles behind me
Ba ba-um-ba
Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba-um-ba
Ive got sand on my shoes
Ive got nothing else that Im gonna lose
Ive got nothing but the sun and the moon
And thats plenty for me
Ive got sand on my shoes
Ive got sand on my shoes
Ive got sand on my shoes
Sand on my shoes
Ba ba ba ba-um-ba
Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba-um-ba

song performed by by Kinks
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Dance dance dance

Dance in the moon light with,
All the stars in sight
Dance to the smiles
Dance in the shadows my love
Dance dance dance.

You may think I'm crazy
I'd dance in the moonlight
I'll dance when I want to
Please let me dance
Dance dance dance

Dancer take my hand to your,
Hand
I need to dance
Close your blue eyes,
Hold me in your arms and,
Dance dance dance.

poem by Maria Luisa Taylor
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Written In Sand

Your eyes are the color of the sea
You look my way and the waves
Wash over me
Your body shivers with the
Fading light
You say, baby, lets just make
It last tonight.
And when the morning comes
You take me by the hand
And say our love is written in sand
Written in sand
We hear the ocean roar
Were swept away on to some
Distant shore
You whisper secrets of the heart
They keep us close when the
World keeps us apart
Until tomorrow comes
Time is on our hands
Because this love is written in
Sand
Written in sand
Solo
Nothing lies between
A woman and a man
When their love is written in sand
When their love is written in sand
When their love is written in sand

song performed by by Santana
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Dance

Dance!
When you get the chance.
It's okay to pat your feet.
And sway as you move,
To the rhythmic beat.

Dance!
Enhance your prancing,
By letting loose.
Get up and shake that butt.
Give all those excuses up!

Wave your hands and feel free to do it.
Remove those restrictions with thoughts deluded.
What is there to prove if you don't or do?
Improve your health and state of mind too!
Tighten up those muscles in that sagging behind...
And,
Dance!

Treat it like a mental release!
Dance!
From your head down to your feet.
Dance!
Get rid of those excuses you keep.

Dance.
Dance.
Dance.
Dance.
Dance!

Treat it like a mental release!
Dance!
From your head down to your feet.
Dance!
Get rid of those excuses you keep.
And...
Dance.
Dance.
Dance.
Dance.
Dance!

Wave your hands and feel free to do it.
Remove those restrictions with thoughts deluded.
What is there to prove if you don't or do?
Improve your health and state of mind too!
Tighten up those muscles in that sagging behind...
And dance.
Treat it like a mental release!
Dance!
From your head down to your feet.
Dance!
Get rid of those excuses you keep.
And...
Dance.
Dance.
Dance.
Dance.
Dance!

Treat it like a mental release!
Dance.
Treat it like a mental release!
Dance.
Treat it like a mental release!
Dance.
Dance.
Dance.
And keep on dancing!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Ghosts Of The Bunurong

On the sand dunes at Powlett river in the dead of the night
Dark shadows are moving in the faint moonlight
The Ghosts of the Bunurong dance their Corroborees
In a circle they jig to the music of the breeze.

And as they dance they sing an old Dreamtime song
This Country to their spirits always belong
When white people are sleeping the black tribes come out
And they sing on the sand dunes as they dance about.

The old ghosts of the Dreamtime have not gone away
Like the frogmouths they hide from the bright lamp of day
But on the stroke of midnight they come out from the trees
And they dance on the sand by the southern seas.

The ghosts of the Bunurong they have not died
They dance in the moonlight on the beach at low tide
And by old Powlett river their old Countryside
At dawn they return to their old trees to hide

From the bright lamp of day but on the stroke of midnight
They dance on the sand dunes in the faint moonlight
And to the music of the breeze they sing their Dreamtime song
This Country to their spirits always belong.

poem by Francis Duggan
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A Romance In Moonlight

In silence of night we walk along the beach,
The warmth of sand comforting our feet,
Holding hands as our souls are touching each other,
Our minds are connected in this moonlight romance.

On the sand, a candles dinner is waiting for us,
We dont have music, only seagulls around,
We'll dance to the music of waves and silence of moon,
A touching for eternity of blue eyes with mysterious man.

We are two souls dancing, the world belongs to us tonight,
We reached together the horizon and sky,
Hugging and kissing each other we make stars shine,
We live a romance in moonlight, just you and I.

poem by Cristina Teodor
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