Best Newsreel Poems

Scream Queen.
Silver Screen.
Rave action scenes.
Back in the day.
A dated matinee.
Two bits the fee.
Orange crush is a treat.
Popcorn queue waits.
Salt and butter to taste.
Soft Sixth-row seat.
Newsreel review.
Latest previews.
Stop motion Anime.
King Kong Figurine.
Vina Fay Wray,
A Lady of Fame....

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Now in my time echoes
  I remember then
  my full days in a life
  when I was ten.
We lived in a shadow 
  much greater 
  at the gates of Eden
and its dormant crater.

We’d climb its heights
  and to...

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Grab that flat screen
It's what I really need!
I saw it in an ad
On a newsreel feed.

Black Friday is upon us
Forgot yesterday's meal
The day they call "Thanksgiving"
Was thrown out on it's heel.

I want, I want, I need
It's like an endless well
Insatiable desires
Are sending me to hell.

Does...

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Ever wonder where big ideas come from?

Memories of FDR
from newsreel clips -
a lion-headed striking man
with rakish grin,
jaw jutting proudly, 
signature cigarette holder
clenched in his teeth
tilted ever upward...
soaring to the heavens
as he cruises by
waving to admirers
in his convertible coupe.

Short List FDR Credits:
New Deal, WPA, Social Security,...

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THANKS FOR YOUR TIME: To everything there is a
season, a time for every purpose under heaven; -
Ecclesiastes 3:1
A young man learns what’s most important in life
from the guy next door. It had been some time since
Jack had seen the old man. College, girls, career, and
life...

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Ephemeral online moment...

Yours truly plagiarizes himself with zeal
courtesy mental cogs and rusty wheel,
thus no literary crime committed to steel
I broadcast material shown thru rickety
black and white Roman Times newsreel

forthwith shoddy wordplay exempts me
against copyright infringement meaning
only I own privilege to take self to heel,
nevertheless yours...

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Remember your very first movie?
I surely remember mine
Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs
It was nineteen thirty-nine!

Went to a matinee with my parents
“Sit still!” my mother said
A movie a newsreel and a funny cartoon
Still dancing around in my head!

I remember being really frightened
By the sight of...

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"Life is being on the wire; everything else is just waiting"
                                  ...

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***

Nobody loved like they did 
those nights splayed
like open books, 

soggy foils at humid peace, 
at least until the next 
morning riot.

***

I ran to the coffee shop 
last street down,
shouting your name 

to a third person, 
wearing your face
under the lamplight,

flickering over like a newsreel...

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amidst my indelible impressions
comes an era of remembrence
that shall go down in history

I recall the flight of an airship
traveling abroad from Europe
to the United States 

with ninety seven aboard
passangers crews and news media
were all awaiting for its safe arrival

as newsreel coverage was filming
the attempt docking...

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The plums were ripe in their bloom
A touch of a season change that would be coming soon
Yet leaves falling from the trees in where they lay
Careful foot steps in caution in being ok
The skies having their own surprise
It’s another day that the mind becomes a...

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Ah! The Golden Years of Hollywood
And those old black and white movies
Some were cinematic disasters
But some you could call quite groovy

Even now, my heart skips a beat
When one appears on the late night screen
I choke up a bit seeing John Wayne
As he swaggers in and...

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Thru deliberate seductive
liaisons, ploys, and underhanded gambits,
I tendered illicit, explicit and complicit shenanigans
blatant actions to foment coital adulteration.

Ofttime these discrete liaisons found me removing 
linkedin metallic keepsake symbolizing union.

Years elapsed since this spouse pledged his troth,
he sported husbandly marital vows courtesy
monogrammed nondescript ring.

Impossible mission prevails...

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The clear, sweet evil of that simple name, 
so redolent of sweaty viciousness, 
of Spite is Right, of sin divorced from blame, 
of seedy placemen, bloated with success, 
did not fit with his flinty newsreel face. 
This quarry, tracked down by a newer gang, 
the...

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Somewhere between the sands of time I lay gazing,
Deep inside the remnant of my shallow mind.
Waves of yesterday crashing,
Into the dismal now of time.
Brazenly howling at the night,
While secretly longing for the dawn.
The things I can’t control,
Roll aimlessly along.
Will my house of cards come crashing...

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