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the actor I knew

The actor I knew

Mikael Elphick, a talented actor
 I admired
he liked to read my poems and said they were like stories
and therefore, easy to read 
He understood I was trying to find a space between
poetry and prose, that is why I dislike calling 
what I write poetry, vignettes seem in order
Mikael was a kind man

Applause

You applause the actor
Her harmonious tone
Her play of words
Her triumphs heard

But do you love the stage after the song
The leftover footprints from where it sang along
Atoning for every step that was missed
Retrieving the dust from her accomplishments

The dust from the skill she used to win
The dirt from the shoes that store talent within
She takes a

ROAD TRIP

Let us take a road trip,
now off with bags and zip.
Snow covers the wide road,
no grass here to be mowed.
Cow riding the tractor,
is it a huge actor?

BEST ACTOR THE OSCAR GOES

        the thief is the best actor,
         even outside the theater,
           but in the show of life
          he steals the spotlight

FALLEN ACTOR

Dramatic pause
Stage diminished
Alcohol influence
Living on the streets
Nickel and Dimes survival
Actor being once a striving Actor
Contract revoked
His final curtain pulled down
Had big dreams
Wanted to be in the movie streams
No Movie Star
No longer owns a car
Could have gone far
Inspiration being just a word
Closed door
Fallen to Alcohol
Stage presence forgotten.

this actor is fine

a cure for the chill winter blues....jason momoa in
a loincloth

ACTOR

      Born to perfom

           In the camera's guide 
                 
              

The One Actor That I Did Not Know

My short story continues with this insightful excerpt:

The One Actor That I Did Not Know

Most of my guests are corporate leads,
and my first was none other than, The Jackson Five.
I was one week new on the job, then--still 18--handled a few guests, as I was learning the ropes of the hotel's various department functions and

Raj Kapoor

Raj Kapoor, A Bollywood immortal film star, 
His movies had a deep impact on audience, 
Nargis, was his favorite heroin,  
I thought she was his wife. 

There once was a man from Bombay,
Who danced in a silly and wild way.
With a wig on his head,
And a grin so widespread,
He made everyone laugh 

He created

Mz Mortenson

I’m Mz Mortenson, if you please.
I dispensed with the charade
when I went to my grave.

Life can be tricky
if you’re pretty.

My life was a role,
I couldn’t always control.

How unaware the dumb bombshell seemed.
Still, I was labeled the obscene Norma Jeane.

in reel life’s small doses, 
the role was emotionally corrosive,
merely etching away my fragile identity.

In real life

Acting on Impulse

Friendships, wordy scripts, cameras, microphones and venue blips. Call security, no need to be shirty, let's go again.. scene five, take thirty. Action. Cut. Time for tea. The bar is closed but coffee's free. The waiting patiently never ends. We chat we laugh. We're making friends. The brushes flash across my brow.. my shirt is

an actor i knew

An actor I knew

I saw him sitting alone in the dining room 
of a small hotel, drinking brandy with coke
his handsome face was bloated, and he was
deep in his cups
I told him of the Humblebee story when 
he played Schultz, and he chuckled 
he was a man in agony drinking had 
become relentless, whatever reasons 
he drank, but the hurt

My Favorite Star

Ji Chang Wook
I am shook
You appear
Each place I look

Drama space
Handsome face
Acting hero
Hanguk ace*

In Milan
Every fan
Sighs at sight
Of such a man!

Autograph
Heart in half*
Hands combine
A smile or laugh

You're so fine
Clothes sublime
Girls all think
"I'll make him mine!"

"Healer" vibe*
Chang Wook tribe
Every move
Brings crazy hype

Samdal-ri*
You and me
Every girl's
Sweet fantasy

Switzerland
Take my hand
RADO tour*
Pose on demand

How they swoon
song or tune
Voice that melts*
Takes

The Actor Factor

If I were an actor on the big screen

With the cameras on me in every scene

I'd race for NASCAR on any old day

Date a couple starlets along the way 

I could be Rhett to Scarlett O'Hara

Maybe I'd co-star with Rooney Mara

I'd be Maverick streaking across the skies

Or start a fight with ten blueberry pies

I could

Unmasking the Script

In borrowed plumes
a masquerade we stage.
Thoughts echo doctrines 
passions are preordained.
From broken families 
where fractured spirits weep
Mothers of soulful sorrow 
With eyes that never sleep.

We inherit canvases 
pre-primed with societal skews.
But the brush trembles in our hand 
Praying for a different magical muse.

Why is contentment suffocating and 
chokes every…
Rebellious spark 
a shroud created from what

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