Best Movie Poems
It was a romance only seen in forgotten dreams.
An Oscar winning script written for movie screens.
Her ethereal sight was the ultimate pleasure.
Her eyes an enigma full of enchanted treasure.
Her voice sang like an orchestra of angelic harmonies.
Softly serenading sensual spiritual symphonies.
Captivated, we danced like butterflies - fragile and soft.
Seduced by her aroma, all inhibitions were lost.
Our hearts met like waves resting upon twilight's seashore.
Then I said those words my tongue had not revealed before.
As we lay there, silently gazing at stars above,
I spoke a language declaring an immortal love.
Instead of a smile, tears rolled down her tender face.
Confessed her secret of being from another place.
She would disappear at the first sight of day light.
My heart bled a tear as we embraced tight for the night.
At dawn the horizons painted a rare aurora.
A final message from her celestial aura.
Melancholic from a love story that ended too soon.
Still to this day my heart yearns for her unique choral tune.
The Silent One
28 September 2017
Example for Love for movie screens contest
A movie, oh wow, when one need not be Woke!
A girl was a girl, a bloke was a bloke.
I forget I was born when times were free.
Not under pressure of societal perversity.
We had jobs, were not weird and went to school.
We had nothing free, we were not governments’
tools.
Remember when schools were open and all stores, too.
We were not Covid,freaked-out-masked fools?
Nor were our teachers the government’s tools!
Our parents taught us ethics and rules!
We did not live on cold social platforms.
We lived and loved in freedom, that was the norm!
One could tell clearly, who was a girl or boy.
There were no “man- buns”,a welcomed joy!
Hope America returns to that sense of joy.
When it’s acceptable to be the sex you were born,
either girl or boy!
Notes: Ideas from the movie.
“Fast Times at Ridgemont High”, 1982
Sean Penn, Phoebe Cates, Jennifer Jason
Leigh.
The kind of film most women love to see
is all about romance, thus women pick
a type of show that paints the fantasy
of love sublime, so it’s dubbed a chick flick.
I like the fun ones and the sad ones too,
but there’s another genre I like more!
Though dramas with great plot will always do,
there is one type of drama I adore!
There’s nothing like good horror and suspense.
Inside the theater there is a hush
as tension builds, and feelings grow intense,
for your adrenaline will get a rush!
The films like Hitchcock made I never missed.
I love a scary movie with a twist!
July 19, 2017 for the S Form contest of Broken Wings:
Sonnet form. Chosen word: Scary
Casablanca
Gone with the Wind
I've seen this movie before,
and I know how it ends
First we start off slow,
then become Best Friends
That's when the Love Story begins
We have ourselves a True Romance
which brings us skin to skin
And the way we are now
is The Way We Were then
Deja vu
Double Indemnity
We created the Perfect Storm,
our love has no Misery
You're my African Queen
and I'm your Lion King
We're on a Streetcar Named Desire
that feels like a Ring of Fire
Key Largo
Kate & Leopold
This love was Too Hot to Handle,
but we couldn't let it go
We found a way to hold on tight
because we were both Spellbound
Now it's A Wonderful Life,
our love is such a Phenomenon
Boomerang
The Baker Boys
Steel Magnolias
Sophie's Choice
These are just a few
of the movies I see
whenever I'm loving you,
and you're loving me
A Star is Born
A Place in the Sun
The Best Years of Our Lives
Strawberry Blonde
These are just a few
of the many movie scenes
that always let me know
what our love truly means
Braveheart
Moonstruck
Pillow Talk
Notorious
These are just a few
of the movies I see,
once I fell in love with you,
and you fell in love with me
Love Jones
Cleopatra
Wuthering Heights
It Happened One Night
These are just a few
of the many movie scenes
I always see you
when I'm looking at the screen
Casablanca
Gone with the Wind
I've seen this movie before,
and I love how it ends
A movie that’s good pulls us out of ourselves;
For two or three hours, we’re set.
Away from our worries, our problems, our woes,
We’re able to block and forget.
The story and scenery serve to transport
As we sink into life on the screen.
Reality fades and our cell phones are off,
So nobody can intervene.
The characters’ lives, like a magnet, can pull
And we’re helplessly drawn to their world,
Where a range of emotions, so often kept tight,
May, in close-up, be boldly unfurled.
At the end of the film, when the credits scroll by
And the lights in the theater come on,
We must gather our things and return to our lives,
Kind of sad that our respite is gone.
This world is a movie,
and God is running it.
And in this film God has given
different characters, acting to everyone.
Someone made a hero has made
anyone super hero and somebody
superstar,in this film God.
The character who he played
has been confirmed to that role.
Love pity fight quarrel
is even in this movie.
If someone is suffering from speaking truth
then someone is finding pleasure by lying.
One day long acting goes far away
except for this theater.
And one day the new actor came back to
this theater again,by their acting,they survive.
And this way God's movie keeps
moving and never stops.
Therefore, whatever acting you have given to God,
you have played it with full devotion.
Do not to think that God has given you such a role,
because in God's eyes you could do that character well.
Everyone acting is very important in this
movie and it should be understood.
Live your life with your acting which you can do.
And the same acting will give you the your identity.
May God bless you all the worlds people's.
If I was Auntie Mame, I would be excited about everything.
Kicking up fun wherever I am invited.
Even places I’m not, but everywhere being the zing.
Bringing people together, making them united.
I would be like giant puppies, leaping into lap places,
Sure I am welcome, not aware if I am not.
Knowing they are thrilled I am licking their faces.
I would throw up my hands, and dance around the lot.
I would be insanely, gloriously, uncommonly happy.
Unaware of disapproval or disdain in any way.
Oblivious to others’ discomfort, I would be loud and snappy.
Thinking their laughter is for me, I would continue to play!
Because I am the party, I do not want anyone to sleep.
Let the party begin! Bring out the chips and bar stools.
Take a chance, open that door, come out, and take the leap!
It is me, and if you have read the script, Auntie Mame rules!
F-lick
U-p
N-ext
O-pens
M-aking
M-ovie
A-ction
K-ing
A-chieve
M-uch
A-ttention
Topic: Poet (Funom Makama)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
Where's the point?
Why go on?
I've got no support,
to face the dawn.
The brought me lust,
the got me friends.
In them I did trust,
numbers to all the men.
They got me on the cover,
of every magazine.
Cindy Crawford, move over,
they were quite a team.
Those were the good times,
they were at their best.
Now at the age of 79,
their just two old sagging breasts!
:0)
One day, a talented lass or fellow,
a special one with face of yellow,
will find the piece of resistance,
from it's hiding refuge underground,
and with a noble army at the helm,
this MasterBuilder will thwart the kragle and save the realm,
and become the greatest, most interesting person of all times,
and it is true because it rhymes.
Hear me out on this and don’t make a fuss
I like ***** flicks full of sex and lust?
Please keep this a secret just between us
One’s showing today I’ve heard is top crust
Who told you that seeing it is a must?
I sure hope it is someone that you can trust
No one knows sex movies better than Gus
OK, ask Fred to go and drive his bus
And you should pay his way, that’s only just
He’s just such a fink, do you get my thrust?
Pay for Fred is something we’ll not discuss
Just forget it; the whole idea’s a bust
Wife yells out the door
"Don't forget the cannoli
and DON'T BACK OVER THE KIDS!"
'Alright, already!'
Another day on the job
(Gotta go murder some guy)
Richard Castellano (Clemenza) 'Leave the gun, take the cannoli' in
The Godfather Pt. I
we get ready
the family is steady
its bright lights
as we sit tight
its
FAMILY MOVIE NIGHT
such atrocities
subtract us humans
irrespective of
but then comes along,
common sense approach
decisions made
find him alive,
send this boy home
mothers grieving
combat found
bridged safely
firmly held
Ryan
freedom
saved
.
A profession that's not the norm.
It borders on the absurd.
In the mountains and down the hollers,
powerful engines could be heard.
I decided to try something new.
Put my driving skills to the test.
Driving from Harlan County to Asheville,
It didn't end well, you might have guessed.
The city fathers got together,
figuring how to make it all work.
Everyone involved in this illegal trade,
from the mayor to the town clerk.
The hillbillies brew the dew.
Most of it safe, some burns red.
Uncle Jessie tried it once.
His eyes rolled back and he dropped dead.
Billie Ray had a hot rod '50 Ford.
Was a race car, lost more than it won.
We popped the trunk, man it was huge.
Perfect for the nightly Asheville run.
In the trunk was a steel tank.
Loaded hooch made the car ride low.
Truck springs took care of the problem.
Now the truck no longer hauls cargo.
Beneath the rear bumper were nozzles.
A switch inside made the oil flow.
When a revenuer was chasing you,
in the rearview, was quite the show.
I always wanted to drive.
Thought this life would be exciting.
Told to keep away from this game.
It's dangerous hauling white lightning.
Blazing out of Harlan County.
At first, it went fairly smooth.
Problems I planned for didn't happen.
I got settled into a groove.
Bo Duke, he would've been proud,
when I jumped the gap at Cumberland.
Crossed the stream at Maynardville.
The engine died, it's not going as planned.
I finally got it restarted.
Pretended I was driving the Grand Prix.
Ahead, I saw the tail lights of the g-man.
Oh, snap! they're supposed to be chasing me!
I pulled off the exit for Knoxville.
Checked the map, found Kingston Pike.
I heard this in a song before.
Outside of Bearden, they were planning to strike.
Kept going in spite of the tune.
There they were, waiting to spring.
Blocking the road, no way to get by,
I lost control, spun into this big electrical thing.
The car quickly caught fire.
The door was jammed, options were few.
It was like an atom bomb going off,
when the flames caught the Mountain Dew.
The next night, my funeral was held.
Played a song about some bird in a tree.
The car lights, they stretched for miles.
This life I guess was not for me.