Dancing. People dance through life, it’s a silly thing. You can waltz one day, tango the other. Dancing is a lot like the different velocities of life. There’s always a new rhythm.
Tori Schroeder
light and airy. Fun. Songs in my head. Shake that ass. This is soo fun. I don’t have to think. Click my heels. Swirl and bend.
MJ Harris
butterflies twirl around you creating millions of threads made of peace surrounding the earth in their cocoon and hugging the blanket of snow on the ground and they fly through the air spreading love and joy and happiness and-
and war is gone,
and we can
dance.
fallenpanda
up from the chair and out into the middle of the floor, she was so hot I thought my heart would stop. red hair, god and all those legs, nothing to be done but dance. and hope to hell that tomorrow was going to arrive when it was supposed to
Montelimar
dancing in the rain with my 3 year old nephew. Oh it is amazing and i love to remember how carefree and joyful we felt…
brenda
She grabbed his hands, pulling him out into the rain. It was her favourite thing in the world as she started spinning in circles, laughing and dancing, ignoring the chill that was getting sent up her spine.
This was her heaven on Earth.
And she loved it.
Missy Arbour
Dance and the world dances with you. Sit and you sit alone. The Hasidic Jews dance with the Torah; dance as worship. Polish people dance polkas at weddings; dance as lovers. “Stomp” dances with the utilitarian; dance as work. Gene Kelly danced though he wanted to be a choreographer; dance as a means to an end. Ella Fitzgerald was supposed to dance at her amateur debut at the Appolo theatre, but stagefright paralyzed her till a woman said, “Sing!”; dance if you can.
Lou Ann
I do not dance in a conventional sense.. I thrash about, enjoying myself thoroughly. Not when people are in the room, though, that would be embarrassing. I went dancing one time… it was restrained. And dull. :P
Erin
And the world dances with you. Sit and you sit alone. The Haidic Jews dance with the Torah; dance as worship. Polish people dance polkas at weddings; dance as lovers. “Stomp” dances with the utilitarian; dance as work. Gene Kelly danced though he wanted to be a choreographer; dance as a means to an end. Ella Fitzgerald was supposed to dance at her amature debut at the Appolo theatre, but stagefright paralyzed her till a woman said, “Sing!”; dance if you can.
Lou Ann
I love to dance. we used to go to dance halls on Sat. nite and it was so much fun dancing with the guys and acting silly and joking. we went to a placcalled the rendevous. Lots of people went to dances back in the 50’s. my friends and I lovwed ad loved to flirt with the guys. We found lots of boy friends there. most of them were from Jasper a German town close by. and those guys had mone to spend which we liked. Mary
mary
hell yes. I did this last night it was hella therapeutic. I don’t understand just what it is about moving your body rapidly to sound rhythms that is so satisfying and makes you forget anything and everything that is worrying you; that you are able to just move and be physical and let all your emotion pour out until you are tired and you are renewed and reborn and refreshed.
Jessica
You can dance in a plethora of ways. Plethora. I like that word. I don’t remember when I learned it, but since then I’ve tried to use it as much as possible. Anyway, any passion you practice can be considered “dancing”. I might dance by playing the guitar, or by reading Wikipedia on random topics (I’m such a dork). You might do you dance by riding your bike or running. We all dance differently.
Zach Stanley
A dancer fell down ten flights of stairs.
So I figured she would probably care.
I asked if she’s alright.
She looked bad in my sight.
Though when she replied she only swears.
Nicole
movement music love lines focus its musicality solos piruiette. miss silk jump fall slide spin leap lunge touch brush breathe motion emotion.
Robyn
I just saw a cat video on one of the many sites I cruise. It was a cat singing and going I dance, dance, dance. It was funny for a while then it got a little to repetative. I love to dance, I learned all the old ones from my parents who went out dancing every weekend. I can fox trot, radio hop, waltz, and jitterbug. I also made quite a good living in the 60’s with white go go boots and net stockings. Now-a-days I am told that I can’t dance by my daughter who is very much more coordinated than myself. But I still feel the music. I would have loved to tango but that was not a part of my culture. I can do a german polka, which is very similar to a mexican (mariachi) dance, and also Zydeco, also based on a polka. I like to slow dance when there are more than 2 steps involved, I like feeling close and following a good dancer. They are hard to find because of my generation of dancing separately for the most part. Grinding is for bed, slow dancing is an art. Ballroom dancing is so elegant. I don’t watch that show “so you think you can dance” but only because I just never have turned it on. It would be nice if music with melody and real lyrics came back into vogue. Then maybe young people would actually have to dance. Oh yes, I could “vogue” too when Madonna made it popular. Anyway, now I sit and watch, and get some pleasure that way. Good bodies and good music will always make my soul dance.
Beatrice Collins
Some people who love to dance have no rhytehem or beat. Its so sad watching them sad. But the people who goes with the songs are the best of people. THose people make song writers happy.
weseem
They danced amongst the ballroom, completely enamored in the task of avoiding each others glances. They had been together once, two individuals caught up in the sweetest of loves.
AE
i hate dancing. i’m not strong or fast or agile. i need alcohol to dance, i worry that people are watching, i worry that they aren’t watching.
i was a ballet dancer when i was 7 years old. my piano teacher told my mother that i needed to choose, dance or music. i chose ballet. my mother chose piano.
Elise
aaah i wish i could dance like the people on those hiphop dance movies….errrmmm step up!
i wish i could slow dance with simon too…just once. listen to his heartbeat and look into his eyes and stuff:o)
Ayu
you can dance if you want to… and better to be brave enough to be the one out on the dance floor that others are watching and wishing they could be as brave. Dancing makes you happy, makes you feel free, makes you smile. It can be an expression of desires that you may be to shy to exhibit without music or dim lights.
shelley
In my freetime I always dance. Dancing is my life ;) It gives me engergy and it makes so much fun to dance with friends .
jenny
i dance when i’m alone. when no one can laugh at my flaing limbs and stupid faces. i jump on my bed and turn up the music, i run through the house screaming the lyrics, somtimes the car goes off the road a bit but i keep dancing. then either i or my family returns home and i sit quietly reading a book with soft music playing in the background pretending to be the child they want.
kat the great
make your body move about. the beat rhythm of the noise coming from the crummy black box. the sound of something that defines your personality. what people judge your character or match their own soul too. get up and make it happen. swirling twirling about your fingers through your hair
Ashley
Ah, dance.
Shall we dance, my love?
Twirl in the unexpected sunrise of harmonies.
We are one tonight, we are dancers, we are dancing.
I love dance; I love the music.
Ah the joy of the movements, the sensuality, the heart.
Samie
release yourself and your inhibitions, free yourself from the constraints of society, your thoughts, your fears, your beliefs, your worries. let it all go and dance dance dance to the music, to the inner beat….
Christina
she said she was a dancer
she asked if i was a drummer
no a bass player
you’ve got the beat she said
thanks you’re good yourself
thanks!
that was new year’s
at a friend’s very posh party
dan
The rhythm of water falling to the surfaces of human Earth is the most beautiful music I know. If it rained for eternity I would dance forever to its tearful melody.
nightshine
it wasn’t the hard images of half bodies of babies covered in dust and lifted into the air by horrified parents that made me want to dance. It was the air, the night, the randomness of walking down to find people watching that in the street.
But you can’t dance to such things. You really can’t even talk happily to your friends
tamara
dance, we’re falling apart. dance, this is the way you love. dance, show me how you feel.
vamps
I dance because I am a performer, not because I am a dancer. But I finally have become a dancer. I hate when you buy new ballet shoes and have to sew the strings in, I always prick my finger. I always start with blood on my ballet shoes. Dance is like blood for me. I need it to succeed, but it isn’t my life.
katie
I love to dance. It used to be my life before my knee blew out freshman year. I still dance sometimes but mostly i dream about dancing. After I stopped dancing I became a choreographer; less dancer more teacher, which I love
Dani
I danced a dance of joy when I saw the dancing bears around the fire pit. I danced all day and I danced all night. Sometimes I stare at the moon and wonder what I danced and if it were all right. I feel the dance within my soul, I feel the strain upon the bowl. I see the music, I hear the sights.
Michael P.
i started to dance in the falling labels in the air trying to collect them all as the floated and danced away from my hand, the labels reminded me of you and the times we spent together and if I could only collect them all and put them back together I could do the same with us.
BAnmh
An entire genre of music is dedicated to this. Five letters – two vowels and three consonants- form this surprisingly aesthetically pleasing word. I suppose it is all the curves in the letters that attract me most.
Lo
give it your best dance is a joy to be shared and enjoyed by one it may lead to all kind of things – kids love joy but never war.
dance is as old as humanity so keep it up.
martin
She wanted someone that would make her dance. Take her by thr heart and say “come on”.
Look her in the soul and say “just breathe”
And then teach her the steps to a new and exciting romance.
sydni
Once upon a time always starts some princess story, where some desolate chick and some prince dance, and then get married and live happily ever after. In real life, there’s never really a prince or happily ever after. Only that nice tax agent you meet on the subway, who you get married to for a while in a run down house with a couple of kids and a bunch of bills. There’s your once upon a time.
Flake
dancing to her music made me realize that maybe i am worth something after all in this world, those constant debates id have with myself every night wondering who I am and who was to become never seemed to go away I though I just die alone and unhappy but not now now that i have her, that is until I realized that this song was not about me.
BAnmh
Dancehall places, where we gonna see those beautiful faces? That’s all I can remember, and that’s probably not accurate. Must listen to it again. And again. Can’t wait for that pole dance.
zerosozha
Dancing is an art.. i like to dant.. but i dont know how to dance. recently i thought i would learn how to dance. but since i have no company i have joined any dance classes. there are various type of dances. salsa, jazz etc.. i wanna learn each any every time of it. dancing also helps u stay fit.
Dancing. People dance through life, it’s a silly thing. You can waltz one day, tango the other. Dancing is a lot like the different velocities of life. There’s always a new rhythm.
light and airy. Fun. Songs in my head. Shake that ass. This is soo fun. I don’t have to think. Click my heels. Swirl and bend.
butterflies twirl around you creating millions of threads made of peace surrounding the earth in their cocoon and hugging the blanket of snow on the ground and they fly through the air spreading love and joy and happiness and-
and war is gone,
and we can
dance.
up from the chair and out into the middle of the floor, she was so hot I thought my heart would stop. red hair, god and all those legs, nothing to be done but dance. and hope to hell that tomorrow was going to arrive when it was supposed to
dancing in the rain with my 3 year old nephew. Oh it is amazing and i love to remember how carefree and joyful we felt…
She grabbed his hands, pulling him out into the rain. It was her favourite thing in the world as she started spinning in circles, laughing and dancing, ignoring the chill that was getting sent up her spine.
This was her heaven on Earth.
And she loved it.
Dance and the world dances with you. Sit and you sit alone. The Hasidic Jews dance with the Torah; dance as worship. Polish people dance polkas at weddings; dance as lovers. “Stomp” dances with the utilitarian; dance as work. Gene Kelly danced though he wanted to be a choreographer; dance as a means to an end. Ella Fitzgerald was supposed to dance at her amateur debut at the Appolo theatre, but stagefright paralyzed her till a woman said, “Sing!”; dance if you can.
I do not dance in a conventional sense.. I thrash about, enjoying myself thoroughly. Not when people are in the room, though, that would be embarrassing. I went dancing one time… it was restrained. And dull. :P
And the world dances with you. Sit and you sit alone. The Haidic Jews dance with the Torah; dance as worship. Polish people dance polkas at weddings; dance as lovers. “Stomp” dances with the utilitarian; dance as work. Gene Kelly danced though he wanted to be a choreographer; dance as a means to an end. Ella Fitzgerald was supposed to dance at her amature debut at the Appolo theatre, but stagefright paralyzed her till a woman said, “Sing!”; dance if you can.
I love to dance. we used to go to dance halls on Sat. nite and it was so much fun dancing with the guys and acting silly and joking. we went to a placcalled the rendevous. Lots of people went to dances back in the 50’s. my friends and I lovwed ad loved to flirt with the guys. We found lots of boy friends there. most of them were from Jasper a German town close by. and those guys had mone to spend which we liked. Mary
hell yes. I did this last night it was hella therapeutic. I don’t understand just what it is about moving your body rapidly to sound rhythms that is so satisfying and makes you forget anything and everything that is worrying you; that you are able to just move and be physical and let all your emotion pour out until you are tired and you are renewed and reborn and refreshed.
You can dance in a plethora of ways. Plethora. I like that word. I don’t remember when I learned it, but since then I’ve tried to use it as much as possible. Anyway, any passion you practice can be considered “dancing”. I might dance by playing the guitar, or by reading Wikipedia on random topics (I’m such a dork). You might do you dance by riding your bike or running. We all dance differently.
A dancer fell down ten flights of stairs.
So I figured she would probably care.
I asked if she’s alright.
She looked bad in my sight.
Though when she replied she only swears.
movement music love lines focus its musicality solos piruiette. miss silk jump fall slide spin leap lunge touch brush breathe motion emotion.
I just saw a cat video on one of the many sites I cruise. It was a cat singing and going I dance, dance, dance. It was funny for a while then it got a little to repetative. I love to dance, I learned all the old ones from my parents who went out dancing every weekend. I can fox trot, radio hop, waltz, and jitterbug. I also made quite a good living in the 60’s with white go go boots and net stockings. Now-a-days I am told that I can’t dance by my daughter who is very much more coordinated than myself. But I still feel the music. I would have loved to tango but that was not a part of my culture. I can do a german polka, which is very similar to a mexican (mariachi) dance, and also Zydeco, also based on a polka. I like to slow dance when there are more than 2 steps involved, I like feeling close and following a good dancer. They are hard to find because of my generation of dancing separately for the most part. Grinding is for bed, slow dancing is an art. Ballroom dancing is so elegant. I don’t watch that show “so you think you can dance” but only because I just never have turned it on. It would be nice if music with melody and real lyrics came back into vogue. Then maybe young people would actually have to dance. Oh yes, I could “vogue” too when Madonna made it popular. Anyway, now I sit and watch, and get some pleasure that way. Good bodies and good music will always make my soul dance.
Some people who love to dance have no rhytehem or beat. Its so sad watching them sad. But the people who goes with the songs are the best of people. THose people make song writers happy.
They danced amongst the ballroom, completely enamored in the task of avoiding each others glances. They had been together once, two individuals caught up in the sweetest of loves.
i hate dancing. i’m not strong or fast or agile. i need alcohol to dance, i worry that people are watching, i worry that they aren’t watching.
i was a ballet dancer when i was 7 years old. my piano teacher told my mother that i needed to choose, dance or music. i chose ballet. my mother chose piano.
aaah i wish i could dance like the people on those hiphop dance movies….errrmmm step up!
i wish i could slow dance with simon too…just once. listen to his heartbeat and look into his eyes and stuff:o)
you can dance if you want to… and better to be brave enough to be the one out on the dance floor that others are watching and wishing they could be as brave. Dancing makes you happy, makes you feel free, makes you smile. It can be an expression of desires that you may be to shy to exhibit without music or dim lights.
In my freetime I always dance. Dancing is my life ;) It gives me engergy and it makes so much fun to dance with friends .
i dance when i’m alone. when no one can laugh at my flaing limbs and stupid faces. i jump on my bed and turn up the music, i run through the house screaming the lyrics, somtimes the car goes off the road a bit but i keep dancing. then either i or my family returns home and i sit quietly reading a book with soft music playing in the background pretending to be the child they want.
make your body move about. the beat rhythm of the noise coming from the crummy black box. the sound of something that defines your personality. what people judge your character or match their own soul too. get up and make it happen. swirling twirling about your fingers through your hair
Ah, dance.
Shall we dance, my love?
Twirl in the unexpected sunrise of harmonies.
We are one tonight, we are dancers, we are dancing.
I love dance; I love the music.
Ah the joy of the movements, the sensuality, the heart.
release yourself and your inhibitions, free yourself from the constraints of society, your thoughts, your fears, your beliefs, your worries. let it all go and dance dance dance to the music, to the inner beat….
she said she was a dancer
she asked if i was a drummer
no a bass player
you’ve got the beat she said
thanks you’re good yourself
thanks!
that was new year’s
at a friend’s very posh party
The rhythm of water falling to the surfaces of human Earth is the most beautiful music I know. If it rained for eternity I would dance forever to its tearful melody.
it wasn’t the hard images of half bodies of babies covered in dust and lifted into the air by horrified parents that made me want to dance. It was the air, the night, the randomness of walking down to find people watching that in the street.
But you can’t dance to such things. You really can’t even talk happily to your friends
dance, we’re falling apart. dance, this is the way you love. dance, show me how you feel.
I dance because I am a performer, not because I am a dancer. But I finally have become a dancer. I hate when you buy new ballet shoes and have to sew the strings in, I always prick my finger. I always start with blood on my ballet shoes. Dance is like blood for me. I need it to succeed, but it isn’t my life.
I love to dance. It used to be my life before my knee blew out freshman year. I still dance sometimes but mostly i dream about dancing. After I stopped dancing I became a choreographer; less dancer more teacher, which I love
I danced a dance of joy when I saw the dancing bears around the fire pit. I danced all day and I danced all night. Sometimes I stare at the moon and wonder what I danced and if it were all right. I feel the dance within my soul, I feel the strain upon the bowl. I see the music, I hear the sights.
i started to dance in the falling labels in the air trying to collect them all as the floated and danced away from my hand, the labels reminded me of you and the times we spent together and if I could only collect them all and put them back together I could do the same with us.
An entire genre of music is dedicated to this. Five letters – two vowels and three consonants- form this surprisingly aesthetically pleasing word. I suppose it is all the curves in the letters that attract me most.
give it your best dance is a joy to be shared and enjoyed by one it may lead to all kind of things – kids love joy but never war.
dance is as old as humanity so keep it up.
She wanted someone that would make her dance. Take her by thr heart and say “come on”.
Look her in the soul and say “just breathe”
And then teach her the steps to a new and exciting romance.
Once upon a time always starts some princess story, where some desolate chick and some prince dance, and then get married and live happily ever after. In real life, there’s never really a prince or happily ever after. Only that nice tax agent you meet on the subway, who you get married to for a while in a run down house with a couple of kids and a bunch of bills. There’s your once upon a time.
dancing to her music made me realize that maybe i am worth something after all in this world, those constant debates id have with myself every night wondering who I am and who was to become never seemed to go away I though I just die alone and unhappy but not now now that i have her, that is until I realized that this song was not about me.
Dancehall places, where we gonna see those beautiful faces? That’s all I can remember, and that’s probably not accurate. Must listen to it again. And again. Can’t wait for that pole dance.
Dancing is an art.. i like to dant.. but i dont know how to dance. recently i thought i would learn how to dance. but since i have no company i have joined any dance classes. there are various type of dances. salsa, jazz etc.. i wanna learn each any every time of it. dancing also helps u stay fit.