The moon hangs in the night sky
Like a beacon for a child at bedtime
There's time to have bedtime stories read to you
There's time to recite prayers to You
She wanted to be that music box ballerina
If only daddy could have seen ya
Pirouetting and forgetting in moments of.....
Frozen prances and unfurling action
In the store front window, blink and continue
There's no time to stand still
When Fred Astaire wants to dance
No time to check makeup
When Cary Grant wants romance
In a Holden crush, or Cooper embrace
That is where Audrey Hepburn stands
His song swerved
suddenly
missed the curve
and descended
into silence.
Still in Memory
Just a tall skinny kid,
only son from Columbus Ohio
graduated high school
long craggy face
no Cary Grant
just a tall skinny kid
from Columbus Ohio.
Drafted. World War II. Duty served.
Marines. Medic.
didn’t carry a gun.
just a tall skinny kid
from Columbus Ohio.
Survived two battles in the Pacific.
then Iwo Jima:
headed out to the wounded
Killed by a sniper's bullet.
didn’t carry a gun.
just a tall skinny kid...
Knock, knock, at her door.
Telegram for you, Ma’am. --March 1945
Of visits I’m fond, like that buxom blond~~come up and see me some time!*
*In She Done Him Wrong (1933), Mae West as Lady Lou, a barroom singer, says to Captain Cummings (Cary Grant), “Why don’t you come up some time and see me?”
August 25, 2020
entered in the Flirt with Me Contest placed 1st
sponsored by Bobby May
SOOTHING STRANGERS
Two sweet old ladies serve to strangers - strays.
Carafe of wine and conversation soothes.
No need for pillows soft. They do not stay.
The old maids learned their craft in Summer’s youth.
A visit from a newly married man —
Their nephew’s scared for them, alone and frail.
His daft and anxious mood akin to clan.
His aunts, they mutter, that he’s very pale.
Their brother charges down the stairs. He thinks
He is the presidential “teddy bear.”
He’s digging locks to bury all who drink.
Of all the callers seen not one they spare.
A kindly threat from wry and wrinkled face.
Delicious choice — this arsenic and lace.
7/22/2018
Your Finest Sonnet Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Mark Massey
*Arsenic and Old Lace was a dark comedy starring Cary Grant.
They don't make 'em like this anymore
In this age of fast paced life style
Cary Grant was the epitome of debonair
Gals swooned at his beguiling smile
Exuding pure charm from every pore
A warmth that invited us in
To taste the warmth of his loving heart
Revelling in charisma therein
All my dear sisters who numbered seven
Would've gone ga-ga for a chance
For just a moment wrapped in his arms
Thrilled in a seductive trance
Was surely a different time in the forties
Of elegance, of sophistication
Gals seemed a lot more feminine then
Emitting their sexual vibrations
Don't make them like Cary Grant today
Now it's raucous rock and roll
Flamboyance and flair assures success
Instead of inner warmth of the soul
Mae mailed Christmas cards today,
fewer again this year
because death has made
her address book a skeleton.
She has a son in Russia
but no other relatives alive
and every year more friends die.
Her memories are movies
she always likes to watch.
Cary Grant may not be in them
but the movies make her thankful
for the people she has known
even those who were a problem.
Perhaps she gave them reason
acting out in her distress.
Donal Mahoney
She had a nose for sniffing out well-hid lies
from any boastful cyber Romeo,
who used Photoshop to mask their disguise
She'd get a twitch, a wiggle in her nose
when the words on the screen didn't seem quite right
Telling her there was something fishy about the prose
So she asked one such fake lover man,
what was his can't miss, can't resist pick-up line
He said, lady your ship has finally come to land
She said, it appears you carry quite a load in your cargo pants,
and you certainly talk with a pirate heart
But it's obvious that you're no Clark Gable or Cary Grant
You shoulda told me the truth when you had the chance
Nah, you're just a daddy long-legged liar,
because your pen got no rhythm and your words can't dance
Latter Day Lady
There’s a Mona Lisa grin to her lips,
As she rocks in her nursing home chair;
Rocking, Rocking.
Her smiling eyes focus on the wall,
But there’s no TV there, she’s
Rocking, Rocking.
Should you see what she sees,
You would dance with a Ziegfield girl;
Rocking, Rocking.
Her grin is a bit more discerning,
William Powell kissing her secretly;
Rocking, Rocking.
Her family so proud wished she’d wed;
She preferred the glamourous life.
Rocking, Rocking.
At the Oscars she’s standing to applause;
A red carpet no stranger to her.
Rocking, Rocking.
The Cary Grant we never knew,
Is holding this girl in his arms, and
They’re rocking, rocking, rocking, rocking……
Judy, Judy, Judy... Judy Konos is the one I mean
Not the famous Cary Grant quote, he uttered on the screen
In “Only Angels Have Wings”
His famous quote still rings
But Judy Konos is the one who makes my old heart sing
© Jack Ellison 2015
All girls like a pink dress to match their shoes,
real boys still resist it giving no clues;
this color was worn by females,
and guys wearing it got laughs...
they gave the impression of being gay;
fashion has changed and straight guys love it anyway!
Should I decide to wear something like hot pink,
I will only notice young girls who'll smile and wink;
older women will stare at me with interest and say,
" He looks much sexier that Cary Grant in his day! "
A Famous TV Station
She has the bland face of a Fox newscaster, not a hair
out of place; yes, and shapely legs too. Faithfully she
repeats the station’s political opinion, not a word out of
place. The male commentators are even worse as they
try to look intellectual, lies through their teeth but they
are well paid and careful of having an original thought
under their coiffeur heads. Like actors, in a Technicolor,
Cary Grant movie of middle class USA, a mono culture
that never existed. Voracious meat eaters with gigantic
white teeth which sparkle under studio light as fake pearls.
Yet for millions of viewers this is where they seek the news
and think they are served the truth. Is this what is called
the great American dream?
Willy Wagtail
Willy wagtail black of body
White of breast now in his suit
Elegant as Cary Grant
Tuxedo is his bag of fruit……..slang 4 suit
Rides upon the sheep or cattle
Plucking insects from the air
Swings his fantail side to side…..constantly
Flicks the water food is there
Ducks and weaves so sure of flight
Chitti chitti says the bird
Talks a bit during the night
Chitti chitti often heard
Don Johnson
Found all over Australia in New Guinea and the Solomons
Charm
Fluent
Cary Grant
Chiseled features
Memorable personna, eloquent
Smooth dapper thespian and trajedian.
Every girl's
Heart string's tune
Player
Spell
This one goes out to any of you who find yourself
feeling like me.
Maybe ones who are looking for a special friend,
or just someone to keep company.
If you’ve had the luck that I’ve had on those sites,
just wanting to find someone to date.
You too want to quit, but each time you start to hit “delete”, who pops up, but your
next “perfect mate”.
I’ve met Cary Grant, Hugh Grant, Superman and more.
I've met Elvis, and Waylon too.
But when it came right down to the truth, they were really
Popeye, Mr Magoo and Spongebob to name a few.
And then, you find one that you think is OK, so you start
having a small conversation.
Next thing you know he’s talking “love” and smut, and wanting you
to go with him on vacation.
He’s wanting to know all that personal stuff, like, well
stuff you don’t want to talk about.
And when you tell him, “That’s just too personal”, he replies,
“Shouldn’t be, I thought you were an adult”
Well, that’s where most of those relationships end. I just
don’t have patience for that.
So then I just go over to the couch and snuggle with the one that truly loves me.
My one and only,...my cat.
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