Naked In The Rain

Go naked in the rain
Delight in running bare,
Ignoring disapproving glance
And shunning scornful stare.

Walk naked in the rain
In pooling puddles play,
Skin all cool and tingling
And hair in disarray

Run naked in the rain
Wild and indiscreet,
DOwn mountain trails and country lanes
And glistening city streets.

Be naked with the rain
While the clothed run for cover,
Let the storm envelop you
Embrace it like a lover.

By Joel Delpha

Body Acceptance

By Judy Williams

Be comfortable in your own skin
And become your own best friend.
Open yourself to new friends, experiences,
activities and points of view.
Develop positive self-talk.
Yield not to the image-makers and yearn for
The stars but remember that peace begins
Within.

Acknowledge and work with your body the
way it is, not the way image-makers say it
should be.

Challenge and compare social and cultural mores.
Cuddle and cherish the child within.
Encourage self-respect, respect for others and
the environment.

Push past fears to permit yourself the freedom
to let down your pretenses.
Think of your whole body as a temple, not as a
collection of fragmented fantasy body parts!
Abandon the mask that you wear and appreciate
yourself for who you are, not for how you are
packaged.

Nurture your naked self as you would your own child.
Celebrate your medals of honor from scars to love handles.
Explore your sensuality and connectness with others.

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When I am old I Shall wear NOTHING!

By Marilyn R. Lovell
(inspired by Jenny Joseph’s poem “Warning…. When I am an Old Woman I shall Wear Purple”)

When I am an old woman I shall wear NOTHING!
I’ll carry a towel and let my wrinkles show.
And I shall spend my pension on good wine and beach towels.
And hiking sandals, and say we’ve no money for clothes.
I shall sit down in the sand when I am tired
And gobble up desserts at potlucks and press for hugs
And run my mouth at naturist gatherings
And make up for the sobriety of my youth.
I shall go without my slicker in the rain
And wear in my hair the wild flowers I’ve found
And learn Akido.

You can wear nothing at all, grow more fat
And lie in the sun all day; or the shade
Or go to all the naturist gatherings
And give your clothes to Mission instead of hoarding them.

But now we must have clothes that keep us covered
And pay our rent and not moon anyone in the street
And set a good example for the children.
We must meet friends for dinner and read the papers.

But maybe I ought to practice a little now?
So more people can understand and appreciate
And enjoy their wrinkles openly, too.

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The First Time

Hesitating
She was among strangers.
Clothed
With them skyclad
Trying
They looked so free
Slowly
It was natural for them
No shirt
No one was staring
No pants
Everyone else was comfortable
Nothing on
Men, women, and children, all happy
Walking into the crowd
Everyone is so accepting here
Freedom, Pure Naked Freedom.

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