Best Judy Garland Poems
Somewhere over the rainbow, perhaps her own heart's
Once upon a note ? Baby, I did not know Norma Jeane afore
Vagabond time ushered another of this world's orphaned beauty
Away but I be a child whom was aware, as there; these fragmented bits
Catching your glimpse until one day, your beauty, also spread her wings to fly
Beyound the gray churning cyclones in truth's black and white; unto colourful's gold....
Yellowbrick road while we became his Tin Man yet she, this lover of love looking at you, Baby.
Hollywood Angel, Somewhere over the rainbow
And on down that yellow brick road through
The years and stage to stage well That's Entertainment
Still going strong, although she's been gone for
So long her spirit still lives on...
Like a journey to a star, maybe once, maybe twice
MGM favorites would come to see her show from
L.A. to New York City standing in the shadow of
Her name in bright neon lights...
Then the curtains would rise and the applause was
Louder than thunder, she’d just stand there with her
Arms crossed under the spotlight 'til the moment
Was right but as soon as she'd start singing Call the
Press, call the news the crowd would go wild again
But she had such a powerful voice she could sing over
The, singing Zing Went The Strings Of My Heart, Come
Rain or shine, Judy’s Ollies, Pretty Girl Milking Her Cow,
Just in time and of course Somewhere Over The Rainbow
But that was never the end of the show, she’d ask the
Audience what they'd like to hear now, she would never
Leave them for less than what they came for, from
Las Vegas to Singapore...
From The Wizard of Oz to A Star Is Born, the world
Remembers and still mourns, Francis Gum otherwise
Known as JUDY GARLAND, a timeless legend like a
Journey to a Star, way up high where the blue birds
Fly!
"Somewhere over the rainbow, skies are blue,"
A radio plays where the curtains withdrew
Her distant voice drifts from another room,
Drizzling drops still fall and dark clouds loom
In another place, another day, another time,
The house was new and the weather sublime
Winds whistle through windows broken,
Singing along with the lyrics spoken
Echoing from somewhere with hope anew,
"Somewhere over the rainbow, skies are blue."
Go find yourself a Judy Garland rainbow,
Shut your eyes and see it, oh, so clear.
It draws you like a beacon, and it guides you like a star, so far from here.
Keep searching for that Judy Garland Rainbow,
People say you’re foolish and naïve.
You walk that road of yellow bricks with confidence because you do believe.
And it’s magic, yes, it’s magic, and oh, so pretty.
You’re reaching, yes, you’re reaching that Emerald City.
And when you find that Judy Garland rainbow,
Help somebody else to make it through,
The Scarecrow and Tin Woodman know the secret, and I know they’ll share it too.
("Somewhere Over the Rainbow" Music by Harold Arlen, lyrics by E. Y. Harburg)
Thought I heard a bluebird sing
somewhere over the rainbow
I was wrong 'twas but a song
playing away there on the radio
bought a garland and some gum
for Frances the girl next door
sadly due to a bad accident in London
the unfortunate lady is here no more
studio moguls and public pressures
to their shame were to blame no doubt
but the brainless Scarecrow simply said
of her... 'She just plain wore out'