Best Actors Poems
People may frighten us by making shouts.
Often, they threaten us throwing big bouts.
Remain composed.
Don't get exposed.
Patience and silence are the best knockouts!
A deaf ass meets a dumb tiger, one day.
The tiger pretends growling at his prey.
It believes that the ass hears.
The ass fakes as if it fears.
All the world's a stage! Anyone can play.
Premier contest: 10th place
Actors All
by Odin Roark
To fool
Or be fooled
Innate competition for
Life’s continuance sweepstakes
Real life’s honesty
Knows survival of the fittest
Relies on impression’s armament
One’s tightly woven costume of persuasion
Ever ready to defend strategy’s patience
Curtains rise
Settings come alive
Footlights’ massage
Spotlights’ invite
As staging presents
Seduction’s heroes and heroines
Intermission
The persuaders
And persuaded
Take respite
As presentation’s set-up and conflict
Prepares regroupings
Making ready the resolve
Closing curtain
Applause fades
Marquee goes temporarily dark
But just as the next opening
Opts to repeat tried and proven choices
Whether performer
Or audience
The art of persuasion
Continues to evolve
Gradually
Acting’s duality of purpose
Will fade-out separation’s proscenium arch
Opting to invite spectators on stage
Where applause and bows will become one
Where separate identity will cross over
Forging audience and players as one
Making the we/them question moot
Yes
The Bard was right
Actors all
Arnold Schwarzenegger at Olive Garden
Hasta
Pasta
Tom Cruise Stuck in Traffic
Feel need
Need speed
Sylvester Stallone Riding a Horse
Jockey
Rocky
Dustin Hoffman Looking Out the Window
Stay in
Rain man
Tom Hanks Stealing a Piece of Chocolate
Random
Bandit
Harrison Ford Taking a Selfie
Photo
Solo
March 3, 2016
the actors
are much better now
the stage is set
invisible
the lighting is lit
natural
the costumes are stitched
realistic
they are
all around you
beautiful
believable
trusting
listen closely
and
squint your eyes
to see them
or just
trust me
Dull eyes, broken smile
Fake laugh, pretend friends
I lie, I’m not okay
I pretend that I don’t care
An actor is all I am
When night falls, I am myself
I don’t hold back, I don’t pretend
No one cares, I know this now
An actor is all I am
the actors
are much better now
the stage is set
invisible
the lighting is lit
natural
the costumes are stitched
realistic
they are
all around you
beautiful
believable
trust-able
listen closely
and
squint your eyes
to see them
or just
trust-me
Comedy Cruggily
Robin McLaurin Williams
Actor, comedian
drug addiction
Troubled with Dementia
with Lewy bodies DLB
vicissitudinous
Mork and Mindy
Debonair Demeanor
Archibald Alec Leach
Vaudeville comic, Actor
Grant Best Actor
A troublesome childhood
Connubiality
Zeppo Marx role model
Freelance actor
1/12/2021
Double Dactyl Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: William Kekaula
An Actor`s life
My life as an artist lasted long although no one saw me acting
only that my behaviour changed if I had read a book and liked
the hero in it, or seen a western movie; became that person.
I could remember pages of lines from a book and the dialogue
in a movie spitting words our, whispering them or roaring like
a wounded gladiator, I had many friends, but they lived in my
head and when at sea lived like a frugal monk who had taken
the vow of silence spending time reading and dreaming.
Walking down the gangplank going ashore I was an FBI agent
on a secret mission and if there was a loud noise I reached
inside my coat-jacket like a had a gun there and looked where
the din came from; people noticed this and moved away from
this odd person at the bar. My favourite act was the as a man
with a writer`s block, walked around with paper and pen, what
I hoped was a soulful look women liked that, but less so when
a boozing loudmouthed cowboy.
These days when reading poetry my wish is to be a good poet
that doesn`t slam doors when leaving; you see I find myself so
tedious I have invented a character interesting and full of life.
She’s a quick study
Whose Understudy
Understands: She
Needs not Study
Or Overstudy,
Study Steadily,
Or Study Readily,
She’s always Ready,
She Studies Steadily,
And studies Regularly,
UnTil You’re Ready
Really ready
To go steady.
If Still not ready
To go steady?
She won’t sweat it;
Won’t regret it.
She’ll just Discredit
With Your Understudy.
Papers, Billboards, Cinema Screen
Headlines, Images, Magazines
Pictures, Quotes, Caricatures and parts
Welder, Allen, Clooney and Marx.
Eastwood, Tracey, Pitt and Dean
Just a few of the best I’ve seen
Fonda, Newman, Guinness and Wayne, O.M.G
Citizen Cane
Vertigo, Psycho, Singing in the rain,
Curtis, Lemmon, Redford and Plummer
What did you do hay last summer?
So many greats this is just a fraction
Shush be quiet
Lights, Camera, Action
Written by M. BURTON
Its nothing now, I guess it’s whatever right
We were
And now we’re not.
If you believe I really don’t care
Then maybe I should start perusing acting
Now all I can do is give you a hug,
a friendly unaffectionate hug hello and goodbye.
But when we hug goodbye
I feel what used to be,
your body close to mine.
And I flinch, remembering,
The familiarity of your warmth
And I want you again.
We were
And now we’re not.
If you believe I really don’t care
Then acting is in my future
The guys remind me “women are there for your good,”
and that’s how I think,
you’re just another girl,
yeah that’s how I think,
when in not thinking of the times we got close,
times I would feel you soft kiss.
We were
And now we’re not.
If you believe I really don’t care
Then maybe I should start perusing acting
Funny thought, I think,
About the times I would kiss you
And the kiss would take my breath
Do I really miss you?
Or do I miss your kiss?
No, I really miss you laugh, no I miss your smile,
no, I’m sure I just miss holding you.
We were
And now we’re not.
If you believe I really don’t care,
Then I’m just a natural actor
Now we’re “just friends”
I smile and agree
But a piece of me wants to scream out in contradiction
Do you really mean we’re “just friends?”
Do you really feel that way?
Do you really feel that way after we shared that little time?
What I’m saying is I really do love you but
Like a friend Tim once said
“Its only love when you are loved in return”
Its nothing now, I guess it’s whatever right
We were
And now we’re not.
If you believe I really don’t care
Then maybe I should start perusing acting
His name does noy ring a bell
But,good acting helped his film's sell-
Good looks were never his..
Though always worth his hire,
Winning an oscar,with Streetcar named Desire
Tribute To Karl Malden (1912-2009) One of the best of Hollywood's supporting actors
Houses have lowered curtains like eyelashes,
and the silence has ascended on the solemn throne.
In windows of an old circus are indistinct persons,
unfamiliar songs and mysterious peals of bells.
Perhaps this is a banquet or wedding of a circus actor?
But needles of light stick into the night.
The unplanned performances, not advertised, gallops,
and multi-coloured days spin under the dome, like butterflies.
Here the elegant illusionist – the collector of deception,
here the young juggler – he’s lucky, very dexterous.
He is beautiful and kind and pleased with himself.
Here the lass-acrobat laughs with flutist wearily,
here the girl-equestrian, so in love
with the mad, brave equilibrist,
and with the very kind, big elephant.
Again, circus actors will go along an invisible circle,
and they will compose the themes for city dreams.
The gold girth will be lit in this night,
and the laughter of jester’s handbells will be heard.
Once, I was an actress;
one of the most talented of my age.
Often think about those times;
up upon the stage.
Confidence consumed me when
costumes I would dress,
My father often did proclaim-
"A natural born actress".
Enjoy the clips of slammers;
those actors whom are writers,
are so brave with their new wave,
entertaining great igniters.
One day I wish to see them live-
for audience they engage,
so admire all their fire,
The poets on the stage.
Authors, artists, and actors attract an audience!
Authors annotate and analyze articles,
Arranging an alphabet accordingly.
An artist accents acrylic asymmetrical aspects,
Always adding attention aimed at an attractive apparatus.
Actors articulate authentic accounts,
Always appealing accurate appearances.
Authors, artists, and actors are alike.