I want a partner To dance with Not necessarily great at it But still willing To go out there Despite being terrible -Kel Dayheart
Frolicking Fireflies
Lightening bugs twirl A dance midair Glow and gleam In the dusk Not caring Whether there is An audience or not -Kel Dayheart
Dance like Noone’s Watching
She was the type of dancer That looked the same In the privacy of her bedroom As she did on the dance floor All it took Was confidence -Kel Dayheart
Haiku #126
Dancing to a tune
That only I seem to hear
Looking for a duet
Appearance Of Grace
A dancer's lithe graced her form But the second she stepped Upon a dance floor She was more Of a baby gazelle Than that of a dancer -Kel Dayheart
Flittering Feeling
Dance floor love Only last as long As the music -Kel Dayheart
Blackout #105
She was dancing, swaying to the beat eyes shut tight.
Personal Ad
Young woman seeking
A dance partner
Haiku #80
A choreography
In motion for a moment
An intricate waltz
Staged
With the grace of a swan A spine of steel And beaten feet She danced her heart out In the end Out of breath With an ache soul deep Applause only soothed The surface pain -Kel Dayheart
Fragment of a Figment 