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Arthur Clack Jan 2020
As she steps forward to take the final bow
and as she steps back into the dim amber glow of the fading spotlight
that once shone so brightly
she realises this is her last
she looks out towards the applauding crowd
their eyes twinkling like stars
their claps roaring like thunder
the velvet curtains close
leaving her in darkness
leaving her Alone.
Carlo C Gomez Jan 2020
...Bursting out of
Salma Hayek's dress!

Can someone please
Get her a wrap or shawl?!!
R Dec 2019
That day,
we were riding
in the same old wreckage of a car
that you wouldn't change
because it reminded you of some actress you used to like.
you told me I look like her.
I never liked to be compared to, you knew that
you knew so much about me
that you could shatter
my existence,
but you never did that,
instead, you loved me.
And the next time we met
you came in a new car.
We went to the same places
talked about the same things
but today, you didn't compare me to anyone.
today you accepted me
as I am.
Carlo C Gomez Dec 2019
Is she like Calypso
in The Camomile Lawn,
knelt down and speechless
by the fire, resembling
Jennifer Ehle so closely,
as the camera lingers
at her being naked as a jaybird,
and quite comely at that?

Or is she perhaps
more like Felicitas
in Flesh and the Devil,
a dead ringer for Greta Garbo,
who brazenly encouraged
illicit love and rivalry, only
to go quietly by falling
through thin ice?

Sometimes the siren's call
is more a winsome variation
in its silence.
Note: for those who don't know, Greta Garbo is widely considered one of the greatest actresses of classic cinema. She actually began her lustrous career in silent films. The luminous Jennifer Ehle, on the other hand, is a current thespian who never fails to captivate. She has quietly become one of the more gifted at her craft.
Lenz Nov 2019
Jenna was a seasoned actress.
She never put a fight with colleges or directors.
And fans, they lusted after her,
but she was always kind to pushy faces.
Jenna was well-balanced.

Jenna was a diligent Christian.
In the XXI century, she prayed for the good of every citizen.
She never missed a single mass.
She gave money to dirt poor lads,
and she was a volunteer for UVN.
She was magnanimous and principled.

Jenna was a loving mother.
For breakfast, she cooked bacon and brownies.
Her 20-year-old daughter Kate was still afraid
to go out without permission.
Kate wore classy clothes, but she loved Metallica.
Jenna was noble, and she couldn't allow Kate to have a punk attire.

Jenna was a happy woman.
She took her vitamins every noon.
She loved taking long strolls along the river.
That Friday, she had a script and a Bible in her purse.
Jenna stopped by the stone railing,
and feverishly threw the purse into the stony water.
Vivek Gupta Jul 2019
The way she moves around,
flipping her hair!
I guess I have found,
someone to stare!
My chin dropped down,
My heart is out of my chest!
Looks like I've found,
The only place I can rest!
She's smart like a queen!
She's pretty like an actress!
Remember all the time we've been!
On your foam mattress!

                 -Vivek
Randy Johnson Jul 2019
She was very young when she was shot and killed by Robert John Bardo.
She starred in 'One Life To Live' and 'My Sister Sam' over 30 years ago.
Bardo had stalked Rebecca for three years and tragically ended her life with his gun.
Fans were forced to say goodbye to this great actress who died at the age of twenty-one.
DEDICATED TO REBECCA SCHAEFFER (1967-1989) WHO DIED THIRTY YEARS AGO TODAY ON JULY 18, 1989.
Emma Feb 2019
Her Imperious Canticle rewarded
From the butterflies of monarchy
Mermaid scales are her bouquet
An ombre is the debut
Crystal corals are the stars on her face
Below pink rings that scale a tune
Which the winged beauties will charm in too
An amazing debut for the see through
Of a dynasty that glows in the prism moon.
My first poem of 2019, based on this amazing artwork: https://www.instagram.com/p/BsvsTLbFt2o/
Please follow this artist, she is astounding. Also, I tried to make an unrhyming poem that instead focused on description...Free verse is the name of the genre, thx Flo for reminding me lol
Zywa Dec 2018
Hours alone, living small
in a hotel room
without dying

going crazy or
staying behind
alone forever

like hell and purgatory
in the evening
on the stage

I do miss my children here
beside me on the bed, my love
my life without drama

without the decisive end
from which the audience wants to learn
to understand what life is
Hotel room (1931, Edward Hopper)
Shirley: visions of reality (2013, Gustav Deutsch)

Collection "Pending rain"
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