I hated your faults
more than I lusted your charms
As life became hell
and a new call to arms
I hated the darkness
your beauty can’t hide
With blame the new weapon
that kills from inside
Each movie we made
a celluloid fire
A booze filled disaster
of poisoned desire
I married you once
I married you twice
Divorced in the ruins
— your drama enticed
(Dreamsleep: April, 2026)
Burton and Taylor.. lived often
in trailers..In a way they still do.' Though on tv.'
And pc's also phones now, mind you.' I see they've kept up
With (the times) just a note in my rhymes
Dick was never failed by his libido, nor was
Lizz, as far as we know? I guess one
thing was
In his favour.' Thats the gifts he often gave
Her..It seems he knew what made her tick
So. He provided much in lapro-dizzy-ac.' Now
Those great diamond rocks, sure soothed her 'whole
Being' or so i'm told.? may these lines
Lift your soul.? Levity cant hurt us, if its
Warm, not cold.' So i leave you some lines
That might stick.? Sort of? well?? In you mind,
Yes!! A laugh-rod-isiac.) I know.?
Ha ha.' Or even ho? This poem being
Rather slick..I hope it'll do do the trick.?
There once was a lady named Liz
She could have made it in the biz
With the voice of an angel
She had me disabled
In a pop can Liz was the fizz
men wanted to court and marry her
women wanted to be her
Liz Taylor hypnotized us
USA claimed her though she was English
she personified glamorous gorgeousness
ultimate movie celebrity
Liz Sherman
From the world of Hellboy comics came,
A woman with flames, Liz Sherman was her name,
A pyrokinetic, her powers set aflame,
A tortured soul, forever in shame.
Her past was dark, filled with pain,
A tragic childhood, an unhealed stain,
A firestarter, never to reign,
Her inner demons, she could not contain.
But with Hellboy, she found a home,
A family in the Bureau, she was not alone,
Protecting the world, her powers shone,
A hero in her own right, her courage known.
Through battles fought, her strength arose,
Conquered her fears, her light exposed,
A beacon of hope, her power now chose,
The good in her heart, forever shows.
So here's to Liz, and her fiery might,
Her struggles and triumphs, a shining light,
A woman of power, an inspiring sight,
In the world of comics, her story takes flight.
The Women Of Hellboy Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Robert James Liguori
She's a pyrokinetic human woman
Her hallowed name was Liz Sherman
She's a fire starter, born in Kansas City
She learned her self-control from a monk society
Horrible visions plagued her dreams
Filled with wild ghosts and course screams
For, the guilt of her past haunted her memory
Like a shadow shrouded in baffling mystery
But her flickering flame of affection
Sparked great love in a soul with no emotion
The pyrokinetic woman found a heart like her own
To be with her in dusk and dawn
April 6, 2023
The Women Of Hellboy Poetry Contest (4th)
Sponsored By: Robert James Liguori
I still believe all politicians are not liars and dishonest
Though it is difficult to find those are consistently so
Those who will face harsh realities on election day
Dishonest peers will work together to see them go.
Right on, Liz Cheney! for standing up for what was right
Republicans turned their backs on her; she was ousted,
She stood like a beacon of justice against Trump’s big lie
Proving her words, what was right; it cannot be doubted.
Honest politicians have always been scorned by others
For they work on principle; for them, values are prized
And when confronted by their unscrupulous peers,
Most of them are not entirely taken aback or surprised.
Many honest politicians voluntarily return to civilian life
Eschewing the titles, plans, plush allowances, longevity
When they realize they are unable to make a difference,
Will trade the lifestyle of Washington for common decency.
Written October 29, 2022
A Brit politician named Truss
Became the PM, without fuss
What a fun thing to be
She could go on a spree
Throw all of us under a bus
No longer must Brits
hold their breath
for Elizabeth
~ in Liz, they Truss
Go Man, Go with Liz.
That girl's got so much whizz.
Say goodbye to sorrows
as she, borrows, borrows, borrows.
Our nation's fortune waxes
the more she cuts those taxes.
She relishes a fight,
not she some 'Maggie Lite'.
Macron and Putin shake and shudder
Now 'tis Liz who holds the rudder.
And she won after great deal of fuss,
The son not of the soil missed the bus
Never once meant for him—
The truth ever so grim,
For, in Liz Tory Brits perhaps Truss!
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Happenings | 04.09.2022 | Limerick
passionate kiss
I gave Miss Liz
brought bliss to heart
3rd placement
written 26/11/2020
Charles Messina
‘Than-Bauk Me’ poetry contest
Once new an Aussie gal named Liz
Who always knew which way to give
More than routine
This sex machine
Freaked out each time at the sight of her biz
Liz Taylor
never married
a sailor, retailer
or a wholesaler
or divorced a bailor
or buried a tailor
or used an inhaler
or lived in a trailer
or dated Norman Mailer
or kissed a whale or
even was jailed her
whole life as a derailer
There once was a lady named Liz
She could have made it in show biz
With the voice of an angel
She had me disabled
In a pop can, Liz was the fizz
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