"oscars" poems
I am not this person...
Correction:
I was not that person.
Every pacifying sentence,
every empty promise,
every apology,
every manipulation,
they made me her.
And I don't blame you
as much as I
blame your words.
I admit
I play the martyr
and we all know
you play the victim.
We deserve Oscars.
We play them so well.
You have to admit
you want no part of this.
It has been obvious
for more than five years.
Now I have to listen
as your daughter cries for you...
saying you are gone...
saying she needs you...
saying I broke your heart...
and I must comfort her...
saying you love her.
Tell me why
that feels like a lie?
Aug 11, 2014
Aug 11, 2014 at 8:03 PM UTC
My heart goes numb
And my stomach turns sour
When it becomes apparent
That best male actor
Has been won by a man
With an alliterative name
And I still have
The same number of
Oscars
As Leonardo DiCaprio
Mar 3, 2014
Mar 3, 2014 at 1:12 PM UTC
Hollywood is dead and gone
It died a lonely death
It's just too bad no one was there
When it took it's final breath
Forget the tales of yesteryear
Of junkies and of ******
The Hollywood I speak of
Is behind the golden doors
Warner Brothers and MGM
United Artists and 20th Century Fox
Are now owned by conglomertates
With more cash than Fort Knox
Film is just an extra
In a business it once ruled
With the advent of computers
The industry's re-tooled
CGI and Green Screen
Let them do more at great cost
But, without the use of actors
There is something that is lost
The tie in with it's history
We only see each year
When they memorialize those who passed
At the Oscars....shedding tears
There is now just two places
To process film itself
When, way back in it's heyday
Of these there was a wealth
No new ideas forthcoming
Movies get rebooted or remade
And the startlets in the pictures
They're the one's who're getting laid
Merchanidising movies
That is where the real cash lies
If you're not attached to a food chain
Your bottom line will die
Hollywood died in it's sleep
It died with dignity
The funeral will be shown though
On reality TV
It smothered in it's excess
A victim of it's greed
It gorged on people's wallets
Forgetting peoples needs
Old Hollywood is magic
It lives on in peoples hearts
Too bad the studio system
Was sold off in such small parts
The western died, musicals next
Then came the comedy
You can't see them in the theatre
But they're on your big tv
I stand here and salute her
She put pictures in our heads
But, now thanks to her avarice
Old Hollywood is dead...
May 17, 2012
May 17, 2012 at 6:40 PM UTC
oh... so now i know where my
"st. vitus'" take on sporadic,
uncontrollable dance routines
took place:
drunk, i attempted to
whistle...
each and every time i attempted
to whistle...
i burst into a fire and fury
of laughter, as if i waa hearing
political satire!
every single time i'd try to whistle:
giggles...
a bit like watching
the laws surrounding marihuana,
on a friday evening
lodged in amsterdam...
asking myself:
am i here for the ****
or the puerto rican plumps
of pork chops still breathing
with a 17th century fetish
for excesses?
perhaps neither...
perhaps both...
i'll have heiny ec-ken
(bite of a buttocks)
nekken -
(bite of the neck):
huh!?
i really expected
matthew mcconaughey
to be much taller, in real life,
let alone the oscars' ceremony.
i.e. is that a ******
or a ******* leprechaun?
no good trying to whistle,
when all you can do
in "return" is to giggle at the attempt, to.
Jul 20, 2018
Jul 20, 2018 at 8:13 PM UTC
Through the nature that i've travelled
There's so much to unravel
And the sea's that i've swum
Whether fishes are dumb
And the skies that are blue
Do they wear lace shoes?
Those dinosaurs which were ugly
Did they shave their legs regularly?
Do flying fishes even fly
Or its just a rumor spread by cats
So that it can eat every time a human has its catch
Did apes develop into humans
Or totally vice-versa
Before we know it we'll go extinct
And apes on trees will have sips of *****
Do kangaroos have pockets from birth
Or did they buy from Denims
Before i know it dogs will purr
And rocks will have feelings
Do owls sleep or act their way through the day
It will not be Meryl Streep but them, catching the oscar and walking away!
Do snakes hiss by nature or just be angry due to their body folds
Before i know it others will wear Jimmychoo's and all they'll do is catch a cold!
DO lions have smelling ability or they just put a tracking device
Playing billiards in 'Catsino' and using cell phones made of mice?!
Do eagles, the pilots of the sky have pretty air hostesses attend to
Or locate and make a buffet out of the, that's exactly what i'm referring to!
Its this jungle or paradise, or what a new age city?
Casino's of lions, oscars for owls, that's my LIFE'S EXPECTANCY !
Dec 21, 2013
Dec 21, 2013 at 12:18 AM UTC
You said my fears were irrational
But how do you deem irrational
That which a person whom
Is deeply in love with you
Deems rational,
How do you deem
My fear of losing you
Irrational?
Look at us now
The mess we've become
We've become such a wreck
A train wreck,
That even the finest form of grafitti
Cannot modify
How do you live with yourself
Knowing that you're the one
Who sinked our love boat
Now we're just another superstructure
Consumed whole,
By the unfathomable depth
Of the endless sea,
From the brutal storms of life
We didn't foresee
We cried of pain from heart fracture
Is it love that you lacked
Or was your sense of reasoning somewhat hacked?
How do you sleep, knowing that
You're the one who ripped apart
The delicate petals
To this precious rose of ours
Perhaps you won't make it
To be in the running,
In the Oscars
For the best actor award
But you do at least, deserve a few medals
Like the paraplegic athlete Oscar
For the best disloyalty
I confessed my fears unto you
And all you could do was laugh it off
You brushed the subject off
As if it were a speck of dust
On your shoulders
Rendering your pride, a form of rust
How could you have traded
Unconditional love
For irrefutable lust
You were once my pride and joy
But now a stranger you've become
Another somebody, I used to know
Sad part is that your presence
No longer brings any joy
How could you say that
My fears were irrational
When you fell into the same trap
I warned you of
How could you say
That my fears were irrational
When you succumbed to the spell
And didn't get choked by the smell
Of our burning bridge
How could you just stand there
And watch, while everything
We've ever worked for
Is burning down to dust?
Look at us now.
A premeditated crime scene we are
No evidence left to prove how close we once were
Not even a chalk outline
Look at us now.
Oct 6, 2014
Oct 6, 2014 at 5:06 AM UTC
I watch the world from a mari-go-round twirling in circles twiddling my thumbs
Falling from the piercing thunders in the sky full of lust and deception
Silence was the enemy
My ADHD can't deny the boredom of the same old routine hindering my existence
Am I worthless?
The shallow waters awaken my dream of rainforests and other pleasant things
And reality is in the forecast with partly cloudy skies
If only it were night forever than I could be most anything
My imagination takes me further then any aircraft ever could
So I dare the challenge of the never-ending; if forever could bare the soul
I would be proof of history when I do conquer the world
Defeat is not an option
If superman existed, he would win and so can I and so can you
I do know dreams come true
There are Oscars and gold medals and soldiers overcoming death
There are angels and saints saving us from ourselves
There are wars and heroes and bad guys as well
The devil does exist but God sees them as angels who fell
I believe there is glory and freedom and peace
It mustn't just be in my head full of dreams
I will show you there is evidence if the good in the world
When your vulnerable and naive there is more than meets the eye
There are things out there you are meant to triumph if you put your best foot first
And the circles in your creating will align and amount to you, in the perfect sense of harmony in a cold and grey and cynical universe
There is yellow, there is blue there is gold but we are red
But the colors you attract to are not affirmation
You are priceless, immeasurable and incomparable even so
A savage in the heat of battle, simmering to boil
You're a warrior with the rest of them, with a stunning biography
You are destined to create glory sublime in the phenomenon of impulse and heart
Constructing immaculate stories to fill the pages of a book
We are gifts from above,
This can't all be in my head
Aug 30, 2013
Aug 30, 2013 at 2:45 AM UTC
Apply plastic to my face; I can't embrace
the way I look, the way I waste.
My God is dead, because I erased him.
I am trapped in a daydream nation.
Rip the cords out of celebri-babes
I wanna be the end of a film
I wanna fade...
...Fade in,
My God is your God and I declare you're full of sin
Hollywoodland is my mecca and it's all that I am
Give me a star on the walk instead of the sky
I don't wanna live, I just don't ever want to die
Hollywood, Holly would
give up her soul
if Oscars and movies could
make her whole.
Apr 25, 2014
Apr 25, 2014 at 8:43 PM UTC
If you’ve only ever smelled fir trees covered with freshly fallen snow-
then you haven’t smelled it.
It’s an acquired smell, for sure.
It comes just in between the whiffs of
mashed potatoes
mashed carrots
mashed peas
mashed turkey
hell, mashed ginger-ale for all I know. . .
Somewhere amongst that microwaved menagerie, masked with the smell of eau de toilette,
it lives, and smells sweeter the longer brown sugar bubbles on top of caramelizing yams.
If you can’t smell it, maybe you can find it.
Not many can, or do.
It hides in plain sight, though.
A lost and found box with accumulated cobwebs - everything still unclaimed.
A flyer for free puppies that no one ever took because they were “too much responsibility.”
Maybe there aren’t enough seekers in this game of empty rooms and blank guest books.
But keep looking, until bingo prize hand-me-downs after school plays look like Oscars.
You won’t see it until it makes you believe that plastic Mardis Gras beads are Tiffany-blue boxes.
It’s not so much in the nose, or the eyes as it is in the endurance.
Endure the voiceless Glenn Miller until his brass bellows become her voice -
whispering “I love you” to the effortless rhythm of “Moonlight Serenade.”
And imagine her,
swapping her orthopedics for black heels,
elegantly taking Pop’s hand as he helps her up from her wheelchair,
to join him for just one more dance.
Watch as they become the sepia-colored couple in every anniversary photo.
That black dress. Those fake pearls.
The crescendo of the band.
It’s hard to miss when it’s screaming at you.
Feb 18, 2014
Feb 18, 2014 at 11:38 PM UTC
Hello Super Bowl Sunday,
I don't really know you
I know I should be attentive,
but I haven't got a clue
You are a holiday to many,
a really big deal
But to me you are a mystery,
and an excuse for a meal
A game to watch, I get it,
and some really pricey ads
I can watch what others scream about,
and pick up on new fads
I feel I am outside looking in,
on others' joys and sorrow
They will hype all day beforehand,
recapping all tomorrow
After all, its just a game,
Not filled with reason and rhyme
But I will get my revenge next month,
when it's Oscars Time!!
Feb 1, 2015
Feb 1, 2015 at 1:10 PM UTC
The bigger they are the harder they fall
That's what they say
and who could get bigger
than movie pictures
It all could be so nice
The influence could've been grand
Instead glorification of lust
Disgusting portrayal of what is
Real life stories told as it really happened
This is glorified
Hoarding, glorified
Prostitution, glorified
Drugs, glorified
Mob gangsters, glorified
Violence and gore, family favorites
Give and give to those who don't care
Clean up their mess
So they can do it again and again
Crying in self pity
Golden globes & Oscars go to the most degrading
Most disturbing images there are
Mar 6, 2014
Mar 6, 2014 at 1:33 AM UTC
It was an all black car
Where ever the action went it was driving into adventure being far
It could be a mountain trail
It might be across the globe with anything but fail
But the Knight-Rider car with the nickname “KITT”
However, the car being energized and totally computerized was it
I had the opportunity while vacationing in Downtown Los Angeles to visit Universal Studios Hollywood
This is the place where all the Oscars stood
But let me fill you in a little secret
There were several other Knight-Rider cars
I will call them “Stand in Autos”
When the original Knight-Rider car crashes beyond repair
You can always depend on many many spare
Yet the Knight-Rider car was always on the move
There were thrills in action to prove
But for the moment don’t move
For example, a racing car in competition that thinks it is more Tech
But wait, the Knight-Rider car having flips and tricks being the Knight-Rider car having effect
Eye on technology in having its own elect
I almost forgot, I met the man behind Kitt’s wheels, David Hasselhoff
We actually spoke in person one on one
David Hasselhoff has height standing among
Knight-Rider car has driven into the night
But there is a spotlight giving it light
Yet the Knight-Riding car says goodnight.
Jun 14, 2017
Jun 14, 2017 at 3:41 PM UTC
Like the Oscars,
We’re an annual affair.
The build up is glamorous; the aftermath fleeting.
You always win,
My tattooed Meryl Streep.
Feb 12, 2013
Feb 12, 2013 at 12:20 PM UTC
Found on Hollywood Boulevard,
these shining stars of the silver screen,
bigger and better than us normal types.
Flint Magnum, Clint Hudson, and
of course we'd be remiss to miss,
the star, Luke "The Gent" Gable.
A modern day Rat Pack were they,
in films, on shows, even on the radio,
they were all over the place, often together.
Flint Magnum was the leading man
of Deadly Picture, the horror classic,
and countless other scream-scenes.
Clint Hudson played the simple man
the every-man in every rom-com
your mind could ever fathom.
But The Gent was the biggest of them,
leading roles in dramas and thrillers,
and comedies, and even chillers.
Oscars and Tony's and even a few Annie's,
won this shining star. Critics adored him,
and the masses wanted to be him.
It can be said with a grain of truth,
that the pack was best when together.
Whenever they met, magic was made.
Their life's epic finally culminated,
in a 4-hour glory, of action and drama,
it won every award, with praise galore.
Fiery Flint and Careful Clint wrote the yarn,
and played their role fitting, while the Gent
directed and led this star-studded affair.
Citizen Kane could hardly compare,
to the grandeur and scope of this tome,
with it, their reputations forever sealed.
Clint, Flint, and the Gent who favored
a fine hat are the finest fellows of our
and maybe any era of film or culture.
Jul 3, 2016
Jul 3, 2016 at 6:54 PM UTC
She smiles wistfully and says
"another cheap year”
no more last minute
store runs
for golden Best Dad Oscars
tiny books of native wisdom
hastily painted
sailboat pictures
boxes of gooey cordial cherries
packed with a huge
hand fashioned card
made at zero hour
proudly displayed at work
for all to see
the talent
of his baby
Jun 2, 2014
Jun 2, 2014 at 1:34 PM UTC
And the award for
The best lie
Goes to...
You
For making me believe
That you were capable of
Caring
About me.
Shall we hear your speech?
Apr 19, 2014
Apr 19, 2014 at 3:44 PM UTC
WARREN BEATTY AND FAY DUNAWAY
GET THE WINNERS ENVELOPE
THE WRONG PICTURE WAS AWARDED
CAN THE OSCARS COPE
LALA LAND WAS THE WINNER
BUT IT WASN'T REALLY AT ALL
THE ORGANISERS GOT IT WRONG
THEY REALLY DROPPED THE BALL
IN 89 YEARS OF ACADEMY AWARDS
THIS IS THE GREATEST MISTAKE
IT WILL GO DOWN IN HISTORY
AND GIVE THE OSCARS A SHAKE
Feb 27, 2017
Feb 27, 2017 at 9:13 PM UTC
Seems she made her own order, Perfectly imported.
Hers and hers alone.
For this should be awarded at Oscars and written in the Guinness book v records.
All heads down no competitors aboard
Feb 26, 2015
Feb 26, 2015 at 10:20 AM UTC
When did life become the new Hollywood
and us actors playing a part
Who's directing what used to be a blockbuster
Which is now quickly becoming a flop
Who wrote this screenplay anyways
Possibly Stephen King?
Who taught us how and what to say
All these lines of make believe
Who holds up the Cue cards and hollers out action,
quiet on the set we're about to begin
Who chooses the leading ladies
and picks out the leading men
When was it most of us became stand ins
filling up space and time
Not even mentioned in the credits
A bit part in this life
By just surviving the daily we all should get Oscars
No matter the part we play
When did life become the new Hollywood
That my friend is hard to say
May 6, 2014
May 6, 2014 at 7:31 AM UTC
The envelope please!
No, not that one, you fool.
Mistakes have been made
by Price-Waterhouse tools.
A Harvey –like gaff
At the Oscars was made
And the wrong cast and crew
were called up to the stage.
How mortifying
It sure must have been
To be standing up there
And learn you didn’t win.
Kimmel mocked Harvey
For just such a switch
Last night Jimmy learned
That karma’s a witch
Feb 27, 2017
Feb 27, 2017 at 7:37 AM UTC
Box Office Breaker
I’m sorry if you’ll be hurt with what’s up my sleeve
But HBO lied, Universal deceived.
From adults swearing to ****** useless quarrels
Not every great movie comes with great morals
Whether they’re vile or full of wonder
All movie characters seem to end six feet under.
Lives blown away like husks in the wind,
People **** anyone of any variety
Is this really the direction of our society?
Death is the end, but it’s just the beginning
‘Cause movies approve other methods of sinning.
Whiskey bottles are emptied, and smoking gives class
Teens can kiss as they please, and it’s great to have sass
How are we desensitized to people being killed?
How much more death is needed until our satisfaction is filled?
How can we live when our integrity’s sent to slaughter?
How can we breathe if we’re drowning in sin’s waters?
In a world where we need to love what’s right
Our faith is assaulted, yet, do we put up a fight?
We watch as the world venomously mocks our statutes.
We may be called to stand, but not stand like statues.
If you think this is just a battle that shouldn’t be fought
Just look at all the chaos these dogmas have wrought
I’m sure there wouldn’t have been any school shooting
If the cameras at action films hadn’t been shooting
Let’s try to clear the cinemas for the approaching era
For how can a young child follow God if no one does on camera?
We are losing this war,
Satan marches with his crew
How can our hearts and minds survive
When the defenders are so few?
We can rise up in arms if we rise up in words and actions
Keep battling through the trenches of violent reactions
With God in our hearts, and the Bible in our hands
The Holy Spirit will energize us as we purify the lands
Don’t do it for the fame, don’t try to take the honors
Be humble in your victories, and God will give heaven’s Oscars.
Be a Christian who shapes as he is shaped, be an earth shaker.
Do it all in the name of Jesus, be a box office breaker.
Oct 10, 2014
Oct 10, 2014 at 8:13 PM UTC
The oscars are a few hours away
For some it'll be quite the day
All dressed up in their favourite attire
Ready to set the red carpet on fire
It will be a starry affair
Some will experiment with fashion and choose to dare
Flashbulbs and interviews will be the order of the day
While the sun shines the broadcasters will make hay
The nominations are once again a white affair
Makes everyone want to question and stare
The nominees will all be here
The crowd and the audience will cheer
But in the end it is the winner who will give that speech and shed a tear
When the winners' speeches get long
The men with the violins start to play their song
Later the victors will pose with their awards
For the hard work they put in it will be for them deserving rewards
Just wish for the awards to be filled with a little bit more diversity
It would only strengthen everyone's belief in equality
Feb 28, 2016
Feb 28, 2016 at 3:26 PM UTC
So, you rather they lie to you than to be honest to you.
You rather they be less direct instead of being real.
For the ones that bold and upfront is the ones many ladies linked to disrespect.
When they come real, you states they rude.
When he upfront request to take you home.
He's fine with you saying you won't.
And get offended when he approaches another one.
You, like many ladies point out the type they want.
And more likely here you will find the best Oscars qualified actors.
They will fit the role perfectly that you seek.
And accomplish getting all of your treats and sweets.
And then, when you wake up from this fantasy and he's not what you thought?
Now he changed when in truth he did all the things you stated you seek.
But now you wants the guy that honestly spokes the truth.
Except he now doesn't want any part of you.
Roles, we play in our pursuit.
Jul 22, 2016
Jul 22, 2016 at 10:58 AM UTC
THE 89TH ACADEMY AWARDS
THE OSCARS ARE HERE
CELEBRATING OUR GREAT FILMS
AND THE ACTORS SO DEAR
AUSTRALIA THIS YEAR HAS
AN INCREDIBLE OPPORTUNITY
TOO SCORE SOME OSCARS
WITHOUT ANY IMMUNITY
THE IN MEMORIAM WILL BE
A DEDICATION TO LEGENDS LOST
2016 WAS AN AGGRESSIVE YEAR
AT THE OSCARS WE COUNT THE COST
Feb 26, 2017
Feb 26, 2017 at 8:54 PM UTC