Best Dean Poems
Leonine, with whispy fur,
So soft it’d make a human purr.
Squinty eyes and button nose,
no stranger to a model’s pose.
Stalks the halls of Sarah’s lair,
a life of ease sublimely fair.
You may think he’s just a cat,
But we all know he’s more than that.
[Written in honor of a friend's Himalayan Persian--I think---a personable cat that I often use as a character in short stories and even a radio script.]
[For anyone interested in the radio show I wrote about Duffy, here is a link: http://sylvannovelust.blogspot.com/2013/12/adventures-of-duffy-dean-unified-story.html]
We flip through one hundred and eighteen glossy pages of magazine people.
None we know.
Wait! Was that Dean Martin?
A throwback to the 60’s.
False alarm.
One more page of people we do not know.
Why do we take these magazines? We ask each other.
We do not KNOW any of these people.
Maybe this is the best reason of all.
I was never much for country music
but admit ....I liked his style
Each morning I remember him
though he's been gone a while
As I gather round for breakfast
I feel so blessed to say
Jimmy Dean will live forever
in our homes from day to day
So tell your kids about his life
Let them know his part
Jimmy isn't just a sausage
but a memory of the heart
THANKS JIMMY!
Youth and broken glass
Smearing Highway 101:
Other cars just pass
dean wood,
is no good,
chop him up,
for fire wood.
a rhyme my mum used to sing to me when i was a child?
go figuire.
Here’s to Dean, who works out and eats greens
and still fits into all his old jeans!
Though he’s over the hill,
he sure gets quite a thrill
he’s more buff than he was in his teens!
For the anything green -The Limerick- Poetry Contest of Skat
(by the way, I really did know a guy like this!)
My James Dean lookalike
Where are you tonight?
Do you remember my smile?
As I lived within yours
Those walks downtown
A granola bar, a cigarette and me
Initials within a heart, while playing guitar
Three years ended within movie star memoir
Photograph memories of love
Everywhere, what I wouldn't give to see my James Dean
The Nightmare Of Marcus Dean
Marcus Alouitious Montgomery Dean
Dined on bowls of chocolates, doughnuts, bagels and cream.
Until one night he awoke with a scream,
Being eaten, he thought in a terrible dream,
By a bagel, a doughnut, some chocolates and cream.
Barry Stebbings
09/13/18
Youth and broken glass
Blood on Highway 101:
Other cars just pass.
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James Dean an MGM dream
Sprawls unseen towards the door
Tipping his hat Hello Mama and that
He shuffles his shoes to the floor
Shakespeare a play McBeth he should say
a dagger towards his hand
His glasses allow great gaze over brow
a method actor's clap on demand
Due East of Eden a mother was bleeding
Stole comfort from drink and the bottle
James and his Porsche a destinal course
His life measured speed through the throttle
The black suited man from oil in the sand
A cattleman's stock to re-brand
Rivals those two rebellious crew
A Giant a legend of land
A swerve and a shout a policeman drives out
There James who is slumped near at hand
Ascensional dream rise up from this scene
A teenager and rebel most grand
Hey Jimmy, what is your story ?
Was your death private or gory ?
Why did you decide to die ?
What was the pain & what was the lie ?.
I see you were only twenty five
When you chose to kill your life
Where red dirt roads and wheat fields kiss
You chose to show the world your fist.
Your pain was greater than your assets
And idealic life from country aspect
Was Tottenham life not good enough ?
That caused your end to be so rough ?.
And though you lived in a prosperous state
couldn’t you talk to your closest mate ?
Your body here may still remain
I hope it brings a positive change.
While visiting family in Tottenham, Australia, and spending some time in the
outback, I found a monument to a man who committed suicide in an idealic
area where the cares of life seems kilometres away…
(parody of the hit song sung by Dean Martin, “That’s Amore”)
When the moon hits your brain like the whoosh of cocaine,
That’s psychosis.
When delusions galore throw good sense out the door,
That’s psychosis.
Bells will ring (Ding-a-ling-a-ling! Wing-a-ding-a-ding!)
As you string yarns together.
Eyes will roll (Total load of bull! Total load of bull!)
When your whirlwinds we weather.
When you hear in your mind voices clear, stern or kind,
That’s psychosis.
To conceive them a sign or believe they’re divine
Is insane...
Still it seems such a wonderful dream since you’re
Under hypnosis.
Pardon me; you can’t see, but the reasoned agree
That’s psychosis.
I
Roger Dean at a South African college
And team, caught our singularity
The black hole, so Einsteins Relativity
Does not apply here, physics' knowledge
II
Amazing that at the center of our Milky Way
There is so much outside of usual gravity
Space-time, if a fabric, has massive debris
One of these swallows all light, passers by!
Mean to Paula Dean
Why should we be mean to Paula Dean
To us in America is the cooking queen,
Who used a word which was a no no
I had heard from Sunny Bono and Ono.
Just because it happened to be her,
To your big brain did it ever occur
She had been referring to a Brazil nut
Found in South America often in a hut.
So instead we need to go to Nigeria;
While there did catch a case of diphtheria,
But still that certain word will not use
Or I'll be accused of English abuse.
Colloquial, word has been called by some;
This is what you say when you are dumb;
I have never been known as a perfect saint;
Worst word I ever used was one called ain't.
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Christ-proclaimers are the worst punishers
In self-righteousness, little mercy, no Grace
Should one perchance fall into their "church"
Hindu Gandhi, "terrorist Mandela" compare better
Jesus is not honored by phoney pastors,
Church "leaders" and therapist-advisors!
In Africa, my GURU was hard, but not like them!
Among other "religions" grace shows its face - not here ...
II
Saint D of Adelaide only advised a breakup
Isolating the lovers, adults over 40 years in age
Then groomed the woman as he thought best
She lost her dignity, mind, control
When she disobeyed his least "instruction,"
He recalled her fights with ex-lovers - got his way -
Not the Jesus way: punish them, no let up --
Never reminding couple, forgiveness is step 1
In healing and living like Jesus (or AFRICAN Mandela)
Basic Christianity (John 3:16) exists only for Dean