A Dancing Machine

For One Shot Poetry Week 50

A Dancing Machine

By Nomar Knight

Ushered to center stage

Wondering what was the rage

The beat bounced and moved

My feet followed the groove

So much for being shy

Their cheers made me high

Sliding sideways back and forth

Dropping south and rising north

Three spins on heels for all to see

Many dropped jaws surrounded me

Kicked at the sky karate style

Sweating as if I ran a mile

Slammed my shoes down hard

Newfound attention could not discard

The cheers were all for me

Strange how dance set me free

Split my legs wide and far

On the floor became a star

Rose to the loudest cheers

This dancing gig rid my fears

Watch out world here I come

No longer timid no longer dumb

Electric beats sounded clean

Born again a dancing machine

	Jackson 5 - Dancing Machine .mp3
	Found at bee mp3 search engine

© Copyright Nomar Knight 2011. All rights reserved. 

A Knight Chills poem.

Shall We Dance?

Shall We Dance 


Okay I'll let you all in on a little secret. Back in the day, anyone who watched me dance compared me to the talented, John Travolta.  While I did not seek out a career in the arts, I did enjoy losing myself in music on a dance floor.  A dear friend asked me recently if my readers knew this about me.  Well, now you do.  


As a result of a special virtual reunion, I dedicate tonight's poem to a girl I helped break out of her shell.  I recalled her lips telling me no, but her eyes revealed she wished to be free and after some gentle prodding, she came out of her shell.  The young girl is now a beautiful, married woman and the inspiration behind my latest poem.  Thank you Fung Lee Tam-Blumenthal for being my friend and for providing me with memories that will last a lifetime. 

Shall We Dance?

By Nomar Knight

When I guided you through awkward steps

Your worried eyes grew oh so wide

Counting through numbered reps

You searched for a place to hide

It wasn't long before our eyes met

And we floated on clouds of joy

A few more paces and you'd be set

In your arms with your first boy

Shall we dance until the music stops

Or until someone throws us out

Fluid our movement with happy hops

Lovely ballerina you did sprout

Though now we dance miles apart

To our own rhythm and beat

You never abandoned my heart

To dance again would be neat

Who knows perhaps our time will come

For destiny holds the cards we can't see

When we stroll and we stride as one

Thank you my darling for dancing with me

Feel free to listen to one of the many songs we danced on that sweet night. 

And to Mr. Blumenthal, take good care of my friend. I wish you and your family all the best. 

	Soundtrack - More Than A Woman .mp3
	Found at bee mp3 search engine

© Copyright Nomar Knight 2011. All rights reserved. 

A Knight Chills poem.