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BURLESQUE DANCING
It starts off with the music that has a strong beat
Your sitting on your chair and it rolls into your feet
The rhythm creeps up your legs and makes your hips gyrate
It flows into your core and there is no escape
Your shoulders relax and your chest opens wide
The arms give gesture emotions collide
The internal message that the music sends
Blows your mind and makes your body bend
In a provocative way that transcends your space
Your mind your body dance and gyrate
This is a dance that is sacred not kind
It allows you to express and show your behind
Opens your mind and allows you to play
With that inner female from bygone days
Burlesque girls danced naked wore jewels and feathers
Were admired and adored in the Clubs and Centres
Where seedy men smoked and drank
Naked women danced and spanked
Supported the male ego with promiscuous moves
Took their money they were not fools
Teased their brains to forget their wives
These women lived very hard lives
Gave birth to children that no one wanted
But the dance fed everyone by the women who flaunted
Bending and moving to the beat of the song
Tantalising teasing there is no wrong
Capturing the male psychic from head to toe
Making him helpless and not letting go
They told their story through song and dance
That was their liberation and a chance
To be just a women sexual and sweet
Exotic and erotic that could dance to the beat
Little did they know it was a woman’s tool
To enjoy the music and be emotionally fooled
The customers thought they were important
The Burlesque dancer merely just taunted
Shimmy and shake open their legs wide
That bit of womanhood it belongs to time
The doors are open the money is on the floor
They grab and snatch there is no encore
The expression and inhibitions this dance creates
Stop and look at her face
Her movements are captivating sexy and slow
It is the woman’s primal passion and not just a show
By Sharmayne Kurtz 19/7/2018
HOT SUMMER DAY
It is December again and the heat is intense
No sign of rain and the trees are spent
The underground water is drying up
Dark clouds roll in but blow away on the bluff
The Moreton Bay water is exquisite and blue
Aqua and turquoise as well as emerald hues
The dolphins are sighted way out to sea
Swimming around a kayak how lucky I wish it were me
The cotton trees are shimmering from the mid day heat
When all of a sudden the butterflies are released
I stand back and view this wonderful display
Falling yellow confetti the butterfly way
They fly down the street to the flowering trees
Geisha girl plants that it is where they like to be
Dance and flutter full of hunger and life
Not much time in butterfly hype
The eastern tail butterfly is yellow and black
Eating and laying eggs keeps life on track
She has only 2 weeks and her life shuts down
The male is spent after he has fertilized his harem crown
So beautiful and delicate the colour is intense
Life is short but sweet no time to vent
If we were butterflies how rich life would be
No anger or resentment just a butterfly tree
By Sharmayne Kurtz 28/11/2018