Best Starred Poems

The darken theater held them there they sat
she looking down and he looked out together 
neither spoke, they came together but alone.

So many married years...

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Olivia Newton John
A stunning sex bomb
Starred in the film Grease
Talk of ‘ those pants’ never cease!

I wonder how she managed to dance
In skin-tight shiny black...

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     "Positano Harbor"



crown jewel of sea and sky
on blue Amali coast line
harbor landscape breathtaking
Italy's delight.

tiny boats sail ocean waves
brilliant water cascades...

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A is for Akela of Jungle Book fame
B is for Baloo from Jungle Book the same

C is for Cinderella what a pretty sight
D is for...

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I pulled up to the Stork Club in a bright Red Coupe Deville. I must admit I felt a bit of pride as I tossed...

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There’s a line of flapping, red-starred flags,
they wag their rags, as dogs wag their tails,
when the master’s home;

and the summer wind  taunts their linen
crease;...

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Thunder and lightning ruled the black night
As the frightened young mother struggled 
Beads of sweat ran down her pretty face
The old midwife calmly sponged off...

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"Then there is no more left but this, that
in our doom the sorrow yet to come shall be no less 
than the love we two...

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Her name was Anarkali, 
an eloquent carnival of legendary beauty.
a dancer in the court of Emperor Akbar.
Deep russet rouge blushed her red,
a silky smile on...

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My  name is Mattie Ross and I hail from Yell County
In the state of Arkansas living, on a ranch with family
At the age of...

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Dedicated to one of my favorite actors, Morgan Freeman


“Driving Miss Daisy” was driving him crazy
   So old Morgan Freeman assumed a new role
It...

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Our mayor was attacked out of town as he went for a peaceful little stroll.
There was an odor that wouldn’t go away, it was left...

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It used to be that many dreamed.
At least that is the way it seemed.
But that was more than a few years ago now.
A good life...

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Recalling        Laughing          Reading      ...

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"Kris Kringle Kisses Kalliope"

A Dream: the 4th Christmas.





deck the halls 
with memories
poets whisper pasts
that are ne’er forgotten

where presents 
a life 
that’s neatly wrapped
and attempts at...

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