You built your house upon the mist,
The sea-sigh cradled every beam,
And winds like lost and wistful souls
Would lean against your fevered dream.
You wore the sky against your hair,
The stubborn stars beneath your feet,
Your laughter was a thistledown —
Too wild, too swift, too fleet.
In Adam’s Rib, you wove your song,
A silver thread through jest and war,
Bright was your spirit, fierce and long,
A river breaking on the shore.
But storms came calling at your door,
And none could hold them back or plead;
The walls were torn, the hearth was drowned,
The sea had learned your creed.
Yet still you rise — a ghost, a flame,
A prayer stitched into rain —
The salt remembers your brave name,
And we remember all your pain.
Categories:
hepburn, 12th grade,
Form: Rhyme
fresh faced like a sixteen-year-old debutante
Audrey Hepburn, brought My Fair Lady to life
I wanted her to marry Freddy
only disappointment of her work
not her fault
stupid writers
Categories:
hepburn, tribute,
Form: Free verse
The Withernwick Ramblers Skiffle Group
Not exactly an enterprising name
But we did however have
One unique claim to fame.
We accompanied Audrey Hepburn,
Famous Film Star, yes that’s the one
That elfin faced great actress
Now so very sadly gone,
The Six Five SpeciaL National Skiffle Contest
The only one there’s ever been
Heats at the Star Cinema Hornsea and
We were behind the Silver Screen
The film was War and Peace
Saturday afternoon Matinee showing
And our last rehearsal
Before the heats got going.
So, we accompanied Audrey Hepburn
But I don’t suppose she ever knew
About those four Yorkshire lads
Murdering Worried Man Blues
We came fifth out of four
But that was outdone by by far
By the fact that we’d in theory
Accompanied a Hollywood Star.
Categories:
hepburn, adventure, celebrity, fun, happiness,
Form: Rhyme
.Tracy and Hepburn
Spencer Tracy and Katherine Hepburn
An affair Hollywood will always remember.
From the moment their eyes met
They fell in love, how we could forget.
It was soon after which they surrendered
Where love is concerned, not all is rendered.
The love soon became an affair of the heart
no one would tear them apart.
In a span of twenty five years
Nine films were made among all the tears.
Of the love that grew intensely between them
For he never once left her again.
She respected his wishes for she understood
That in private life he was not hers.
They never appeared in public together
Yet they shared a love that lasted forever.
Categories:
hepburn, life,
Form: I do not know?
Audrey Hepburn Cat with your 1960 ways,
You give me so many reasons to live these days.
I am anxious to see what next you will wear
Your wardrobe is so beyond compare!
You green-eyed beauty, you feminine feline you.
With your elongated cigarette holder, I dream of you.
If I could be half as sophisticated, I would die happy.
Your pearls are gorgeous; are they from your sugar pappy?
You with the elbow-length black silk gloves, yes, you.
The fancy butterfly decorated purse makes me kind of blue.
I could never hope to have your fashion pizzazz.
That pink rose on your hat gives you so much jazz!
Audrey Hepburn Cat, can I come and spend the day?
I want to get into your closet and play and play.
Your jewels are exquisite, your fashion sense complete.
You are such a diva, truly impossible to beat!
Categories:
hepburn, cat,
Form: Rhyme
Do you know that I was so confused as a youth that I did not know I have light, brown eyes. I just assumed mine were black as the rest of my family's eyes. Only after I was married, my wife told me that my eyes were lighter than her's. This is probably one of the many weird things about some men, and ypu may want to share others ...
Now, real beauty:
"For beautiful eyes, look for the good in others; for beautiful lips, speak only words of kindness; and for poise, walk with the knowledge that you are never alone."
The Beloved Audrey Hepburn's words, and sadly lost to the world at such a young age (the diagnosis, cancer, I think). God rest her Soul; shalom shalOM
Categories:
hepburn, analogy, beauty, career, celebrity,
Form: Didactic
Reflections on a photograph of Audrey Hepburn
I know those eyes, that haunt my dreams and
Fan my fevered imagination; they are windows
Into the soul, messengers of my fate.
To look within is to face oneself, and all one's
fears and hopes, reflected in their laughing
Twinkle, lit by their shine of understanding
And compassion. Those eyes; the ghosts
Of things past, that linger yet.
Who has not looked into these eyes? Who?
Whose soul has not questioned itself
Seeing into that of another; that once danced
In time, but now moves to another tune,
Dissonant? Who has not hoped, beyond hope,
That time will stand still, that the hour will
Not come and the abyss open to eternal
Despair?
And, the arabesques of those eyes lure us
To damnation, to the foolishness of hope and
Denial of what lies before us. But, in time,
The cold chill of silence speaks its truth
And hope dies and we find peace.
Yet, still, in moments of doubt and disinhibition,
Those eyes draw us in and resolve
Weakens and faint hope is fuelled to fire.
Categories:
hepburn, beauty,
Form: Verse