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    I've written about how dancing makes me feel, just wonder if anyone has any poems to
    share?

    I share one I did....

    Buckskin

    The evening is here,
    the kind of night that is clear and bright.
    It is a good night!

    They call for the women,
    I look across the circle,
    I see so many beautiful sparking colors...

    In steps the professional,
    I can tell by the meticulous way her outfit was put together.

    The M.C. calls out for the drum to take it away--
    four push ups!
    My heart starts the jitters from excitment,
    I shift upon my feet, trying to stay warmed up.

    The drumstick hits the drum
    A fabulous song they have chosen!
    I know this song, I like this song!

    I watch as the others begin...
    I too, step out,
    carefully at first to catch the beat.

    I place my feet softly upon her,
    graceful we all look. Her children dance upon her,
    beautiful and free.
    I think about her as I dance--Mother earth.

    The beat is sounding great, it makes me feel so-o-o-o GOOD!
    As the honor beats sound,
    I remember and bow slightly down looking for the tracks of our warriors.
    It is just a jesture now,
    no longer is it our lives. It still makes me feel proud,
    as I come up and step on to the song.

    My fringe nice and white
    swaying to and from in perfect time to the drum.
    I can feel the others around me,
    I see their fringe moving too,
    It takes me higher,
    my spirit is free...& HAPPY!!!!

    The moment is special...
    in dancing we become one.

    The singers end their song.
    We stop exact on the last beat.
    Each out of breath, feeling exhilaration.
    We face each other full of smiles,
    shake hands, one with the other until...
    we have gotten to each dancer.

    We are all related-- Sisters of many nations---We are all related.

    ---The end---

  • #2
    :clap::clap::clap::clap:

    hello... Danzcraz...

    That was a very nice poem! I'm sure many ladies feel that exact same way while they are out there dancing. For me.. I can't help but smile. If I miss a beat... I shrug it off.

    When I first go to dance... my heart is juss racing. :blushing: Then I get out there... and all my fears/shyness.. juss go away. It's a wonderful feeling!!! :p My confidence gets right up there!!

    A definate high for sure. Again, it was very well written poem.

    Be Well.. Take Care..
    ~* Keep smiling, it makes people wonder what you're up to *~

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    • #3
      Danzcraz! That poem was just beautiful!!! Actually there are tears running down my face!!
      The feeling that the poem evokes kind of helps me understand why I do what I do!! (make buckskin dresses for special ladies)
      Remembering why you do what YOU do (dance for the honor of it)
      is so wonderful and so meaningful!!
      Thank you for sharing your art and your heart with us!!

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      • #4
        THAT WAS SO BEAUTIFUL. I JUST LOVE POETRY. THANK YOU FOR SHARING WITH US...:D

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        • #5
          BEAUTIFUL!!

          OOooHh!!!!!! THAT WAS SO PRETTY AND BEAUTIFUL. I HOPEING TO HEAR MORE....SOON. :supperhap

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