2017 April PAD Challenge: Day 17

Today is a special day for so many reasons, but one in the poetic realm is that today is International Haiku Poetry Day. It always falls on April 17, because of National Poetry Month and the 17 syllables in many (though not all) haiku. This year is extra special because the year is ’17 as well.

For today’s prompt, write a dance poem. The poem can be about the process of dancing or just somehow incorporate or reference dancing in the poem. There are so many styles of dance out there and even more occasions for dancing: school dances, daddy-daughter dances, wedding dances, people who dance when they are happy, people who dance when they are sad, people who dance in large groups, and those who dance alone. And, of course, there are so who just won’t dance for anything.


Recreating_Poetry_Revise_PoemsRe-create Your Poetry!

Revision doesn’t have to be a chore–something that should be done after the excitement of composing the first draft. Rather, it’s an extension of the creation process!

In the 48-minute tutorial video Re-creating Poetry: How to Revise Poems, poets will be inspired with several ways to re-create their poems with the help of seven revision filters that they can turn to again and again.

Click to continue.


Here’s my attempt at a Dance Poem:

“on dancing”

dancing is dancing
whether beneath the moon

in a summer swoon
in june & perchance

as part of a romance
that began with a glance

& ends with a dance
a soft cheek on shoulder

slowly getting older
& bolder dance

into the dark public park
where others avoid

you make your mark
as if on a lark

& back to the streets
on twitterpated feet

under electric lights
& feeling all right

& this is your night
for taking sweet chances

on an innocent romance
that ends with a dance


Robert Lee Brewer is Senior Content Editor of the Writer’s Digest Writing Community and author of Solving the World’s Problems (Press 53). He is very good at dancing when no one is watching, just as he’s a very talented singer when no one is listening.

Follow him on Twitter @RobertLeeBrewer.


Find more poetic posts here:

You might also like:

  • No Related Posts

453 thoughts on “2017 April PAD Challenge: Day 17

  1. hohlwein

    Tango Teacher

    He was short
    muscular and old.

    He was from Rome and spoke no English.
    He used me to show

    how, in tango, the woman
    is always a bit off balance

    his chest plate and mine
    tilting each other towards

    heart, heart
    tilting towards

    come questo

    steadied, a bit,
    in the firm, gentle embrace

    I could feel, felt,
    he is the only real man I ever met.

  2. Anvanya


    Waltz, Virginia Reel, Scots
    Figure dances, Charleston, the Hop,
    And Surfer Girl plus Twist moves
    Comprise my entire skill set
    For the boards . . .

    Well, it is also true that I took ballet
    In college to earn phys-ed credits.
    And I have six years of belly dance
    Under my belt . . . Yet

    I carried on in the church choir,
    High school musicals, and college
    Chorus competitions. Learned basic
    Costuming skills, gave my all
    In every sing-along and
    No choreography required.

    So, what grand times, delightful
    Evenings come to mind these
    Years during PBS fund-raising weeks . . .

    If I’d had my druthers and had not
    Been the third girl in the family queue,
    I would have asked for singing and
    Dancing lessons.
    Not piano and zither. . .

  3. Janutty1111


    was kindergarten dance class.
    Mrs. Moon, with her flowing gestures,
    her semaphore arms. I balked

    at third position, got my ankles crossed
    and fell. She barked at me in French.
    We leapt—six girls turned right,

    one left. I hated it all
    though I loved the costume. Finally,
    exiled from the Recital, I quit.

    Crying, I put my shoes in a paper bag.
    Mum decided Tumbling might go better.
    I wore my tutu on that Halloween.

  4. mayboy

    The first and the last dance

    Dancers, the movement spellers,
    dwarfs, and dwellers, in a glance
    prestigious artists of the spectrum
    leave the seal with a combination,
    with tools of creation on the floor
    of imagination, expectations grow
    among the audience ovations ball,
    the first performer’s presentation
    the last glide of the swan’s rotation.

    1. ppfautsch24

      Free Dance
      Disco ball spinning overhead;
      Slinky dress, barely clad.
      Musical lyrics of words not said;
      Embedded sounds of the night.
      Body swaying fluid and free,
      Sensual romancing of delight.
      By Pamelap