she is smoke eyed singe
and kohl gravity
glinting bindi lures
habibi adorned
of cowry shells and feathered rope
dangling jewelried brass
and stoned seduction
rakkasah pulses pungi rhythms
of snake arm conjuration
watered tours of deep divine
raising globes of full moon myrrh
from ribs to quake for tabla fingers
pouting tales of olives
teeth plucked suckle ready
coins rattle hipsway flicked
shiver navel goblet ripples
belly weeps for hennaed kiss
lapis dangles gold bound clink
of slaved wrists and ankles
stretch and stomp for spirit hands
to spread madonna lily petals
and slake their thirst for oil
healing in her silks
scarves undulate and thrust
dashing cosmic quivered milk
cream and earth and sweat
bronzed firelight in their fusion
one gauzy veil away
damp stars and thighs and deity
split honeyed womb to slick
the desert panting lips
skirt's hymn rises
wafting musk prayers to swollen kings
and the animal gods of them
rise thick and take up serpents
to peel her for
her spangled fruit
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Author:
Heather T (
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- Comment from author about the poem: This poem is total bunk. The art of belly dance was originally performed in costumes that completely covered the dancer. Most burlesque or cabaret style dance evolved in restaurants and old Word's Fair venues. There's no stripping, and most haflas I've attended had predominantly female audiences that greeted each dancer with enthusiastic zaghareets. Most of what you see now is an Americanized version blending tribal, gypsy folk and fusion and requires a high skill set to master the tight isolations involved.
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Comments6
I have no idea where YOU get all these ideas! Marvelous writing.
'Stoned seduction', was there anything else involved beside music?
Love this poem.
I don't know Fred, but I heard rumors 😄. Thanks for the marvelous. I have a friend that dances in a professional troupe, and I was close to becoming a student, but I just couldn't jump over the fact that some of the ladies practiced religions contrary to my heart. I LOVE the art of the dance, though.
Beautifuly explained. Very sensual poem. and the animal gods of them
rise thick and take up serpents.
I like that verse. Very imaginative. Thanks for sharing this beauty.
My honor to share with you, lovely friend. Thank you so much for reading!
Always welcome
I think this is a great poetic subject, Heather, as is dance generally.
The poet entering the veils (sort of) and peeking through etc
Great write. Good choice.
Thank you, Frank. Art inspires more art.
Beautifully and authentic.
Thank you, Augustus. Great to hear from you!
High art... beautiful
Super late thanks! My apologies 🙃
Excellent. When a poet "paints", the poem becomes a wonderful picture. Not many can do this. Very well done. Will be following you. 😊
Thank you muchly, Carmine. I look forward to reading you.
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