Angel Film Poems

Coleen Moore 1898-1988.
An Angel Born In Michigan 
Her personality and good looks
Took her to fortune and fame
On stage and the silent silver screen
A longed for...

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that dark place had returned although 
I tried to conceal it but there it was again 
it had been years through medication therapy 
mass singing...

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She's a Rose, among the Thorns
A walking contradiction
A breathing work of art
A truthful work of fiction
An unique, uncut stone 
A little bit contrary
The Rich Girl...

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We grew up with sci-fiction,                                        ...

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Only an echo is left
in the halls distant in the falls
void for trapings and all
drifts through the moments like shadows
awaking dreams 
the razor of reality...

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No matter how much you make yourself believe, 
That you have a baby, 
That your drawing for somebody is more than someone else's life, 
That...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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Vision’s blurring around the edges now—
The perfect vignette for silent film;
The text screams bold inside your head;
The crickets wail from amongst the trees.

You’re the femme...

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Black and white, I see your outline
Naked body with curves sublime
A face hidden in the shadows
Exposed shoulders seen below
Breasts covered by sheets of light
Seductress, goddess...

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This morning the dew crept into my bed
Soaked, I smile uncontrollably
The smell of femininity struck my senses so,
Sunrise, woke up the sleeping giant...

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I have got you at the tip of my tongue,
at the end of my mind.

My fallen star which rose again and shines brightly,
enlightens my dreams,...

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Told he was worth more dead than alive,
A wingless angel changed George's perspective.
Had George not been born, his town would be Hell.
When Clarence earned his...

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Broken Souls  

I talk to producers
of books and
screenplays 
My tormented farm
life strayed my way

Strict sheltered
home and harsh
realities
Today’s modern world
and mental tragedies

Constantly under
pressure, was pure
and...

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Blinded by loss of thelLove his tormentors denied
Driven by hope but bewildered by he who had lied
Let loose like a fury but mindful of all...

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As gently, she drifts through the darkness
Waiflike, she flows on the breeze
Her eyes never resting on anyones
Appearing to all Ill at ease

She wades in the...

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