February 7th, 2015

Shaman - Horse

Poem - Let's Get Undressed

It's been said that it is easier to get naked with somebody than to talk to them. I can say that I do some marvelously personal social dancing with people that I know very little about. I stumble when I try to speak to them off of the dance floor. Why is it difficult? It is easier to shed physical inhibitions than it is to bare our souls.

Let's Get Undressed
Poem for Day 038 - 20150207

Let's get undressed, let's get naked,
show the hidden, that covered up.
I want to see you stripped down,
so leave those clothes on for tonight.

Prejudice speaks of challenges.
Anger reveals your boundaries.
Fear portrays work yet to be done.
Show the blemish, expose the scar.

Your hopes and dreams are true beauty.
Revelation of who you are.
Could I hold a goddess now,
splendor revealed for me to see?

I'll show you mine, naked as yours,
au naturel of myself exposed.
Let's celebrate uncovering,
disguises dropped at our clay feet.

Where do you shine, in God's glory?
Where do you sag, sad in the buff?
Reveal your true nature to me,
and leave those clothes on for tonight.

© 2015. Sean Green. All Rights Reserved
Shaman - Horse

Poem - Swing in Black and White

Another swing-beat set of song lyrics. An upbeat little thing about the magic of swing from era before color photos.

Swing in Black and White
Bonus Poem for Day 038 - 20150207

Pale the color, turn back the years,
I want to swing with you my dear
this night in shades of black and white.

Strip back the years to a time when
dance was the king, and we would swing
the entire night, you by my side.

RKO pictures be the banner
on which we'll pattern our moves
swinging our hearts across the floor.

Dance will change us, I'm Fred Astaire,
you're Ginger Rogers in our Swing Time.
Playing parts in our dance revelry.

Cole Porter sing, Berlin play score,
You'll play the hot romantic lead,
and I'll play the second fiddle.

Big band play the tune, alight the night,
inspiration will move our feet,
dance the hot swing with me tonight.

We are dancing close cheek to cheek,
heaven is that place I'll be when
we're both swinging in black and white.

This may be our Missouri Waltz,
never fear love, we'll dance again,
we'll both swing in black and white.

© 2015. Sean Green. All Rights Reserved