The Great Depression in black and white
On the wide cinema screen
Could offer people small respite
Give them a chance to dream
Of dancing girls in sequined gowns
Of sleeping in satin sheets
Of grand hotels with marbled floors
And decorated suites
Busby was king of the chorus line
Fred Astaire was king of the dance
Their work has stood the test of time
And people are still entranced
When Ginger mirrored Fred’s every move
When the chorus line moved as one
When the music played the melody of love
A new romance had begun
For viewing the human condition
At times reflected their own
Garbo’s fear and indecision
Made her want to be alone
They identified with Crawford too
Desperate to keep her job
Finding ways to keep her cool
Though working for a sod
In ‘Grand Hotel’ many lives were changed
Some for better and some worse
But schedules were finally re-arranged
And new strategies rehearsed
The Great Depression could dissapear
When stars lit up the screen
In black and white life was clear
The best it’s ever been.
© Renee Dallow 19/4/2013
(Hybiscus Bloom )
Bourgeoise Bloomers 