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Talia Shire has become an octogenarian today.
She's a talented lady, that's what I want to convey.
She's starred in movies and TV shows.
Talia Shire was born eighty years ago.
She has three children and she has been married twice.
When I say that she has plenty of fans, I'm being precise.
She starred in five Rocky movies and many other films as well.
When it came to being a successful actress, Talia did not fail.
When she starred in 'The Landlady, people got to see an evil version of Talia Shire.
She is a very special and wonderful woman who millions of people love and admire.
(Dedicated to Talia Shire who was born 80 years ago today on April 25, 1946)
The following was based on an iconic picture of Mandy Rice-Davies by David Steen. Rice was infamous for being part of the 1963 Profumo political scandal.
The sun sets and so do inhibitions.
Rising even as darkness falls,
Vices murmur in cajoling tone;
Whispering of delights to behold;
Slinking and sliding like satin
Off a debutante's back,
Seemingly innocent,
As she gazes with baby blue wonder
Amidst fine white linen.
Wholly carnal expectations of the night
Play across lips that won't melt butter,
but can steam a man's thoughts,
and wring him dry with a breath.
Softest pink, slightly curved
They draw laser sharp focus
Of fantasies not fully formed.
The pose of an ingenue
Awaiting the brush strokes of Goya
to capture her pearlescence,
Or, perhaps, the lenses of Nemoy and Steen
(Or is it the lips of a lover?)
For a touch of immortality--
An angel from heaven
With a touch of the devil.
She is Temptation
Teasing with her bountiful fruits;
Coveting your visions.
She's every male fancy;
My passion's dark reality--
Captured.
There's a reason the fall of
Darkness is called Eve
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Here is a link to the picture:
http://fp.famousfix.com/p32233192/mandy-rice-davies/p275266
Young and famous
Yeah! We’re young and we are famous!
We’ve got money and we can love and laugh.
Yeah! We’re young and famous!
Everyone knows us and they all want our autograph.
Yeah! We’re young and we are famous!
We are super stars who hang out in the famous bars.
Yeah! We’re young and we are famous!
We are on the T.V. and we drive fast cars.
They all want us and they all want to be us.
We have so many friends and an endless amount of love.
Happy every day and no day is ever the same;
You wish you could have my life but I would never throw this away.
I guess it beats working for a living.
All my life on screen and we are winning!
Fame and fortune; surrounded by angels and stars.
We used to see celebrities on the magazines, now that is what we are.
We’re touring the States and every other place;
We are globetrotters; we are young and we are famous!
They all know my name
And they all want my fame.
My face is everywhere; I have a stylist for my hair
And a fashion designer gives me clothes for free to wear.
We will live forever! Under the spotlight.
We party hard from morning, straight through to the end of the night.
Yeah, we have made it and we’re getting paid to say things;
We love our lives and this dream will never end…
We are able to buy everything.
Who needs a normal job?
I’ve got the best one.
I’m young and I am famous!
I’m a movie star, a T.V. star, a rock ‘n’ roll star
And I am having so much fun!
(C)2016 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
Form:
God does time fly!
Psalms allm ssllaay yyai!
Doesn't it seem as if we have never been?
There was now another thing accepting us?
Like we were fluids?
Drunken fluids that is comparable to these standards-
eruptions!
The fault in the crust going to kill us ever after even though we don't know us-
we are decent folk
but always clone,
but where oh where to say we went home?
I know of distance and poke,
I know of wrongful god and soap,
I don't think you know though-
where the strikes at heights find lightnings to bite,
where there are stations upon their masters of relations of separations that don't adhere,
nor guide us-
live in Gobe-
central Amazon,
People finder.com for the good one's who survived...
I loved her, expected her yonder,
but became far fetched and the flogged bogger...
It was so longer than she respects-
it was faulty as the next,
and then they said let's bless this ...
Respected but more feared
As a man of tempered steel
An expert at ensuring he got
The best of any signed deal.
He got a Degree in Pomposity
From the university of life
Followed by a Masters in
The Obvious and The Trite.
Doctorate soon followed
In Self Righteous Thought,
Waxes forth on Social Media
Where he daily holds court,
Pouring vitriol and scorn
To those who don’t know
Life’s a veritable paradise under
Our beneficent Status Quo.
A paragon of virtue, this
Self proclaimed made man
Telling the world if he can do it
Then surely anybody can.
International businessman
With his modern sweat shop
Using Zero Hour Contracts to
To keep his workers on the hop
He attends religious observance
Al least once every single week
Where he virtuously professes
To be humble, mild and meek.
He’ll probably live for ever
Which really isn’t so very odd:
No Heaven could be big enough
To hold both him and his God.
Like an impetuous dash of time
Everyone are frenziedly falling in line
As we all eagerly await at the carpeted floor
The arrival of our charming celebrity in allure.
Gents got pretty roses… white, yellow, blue and red
Eager to see the majestic beauty -- so great!
We, ladies make a toast with the best champagne
Cheering and wishing while her confetti rain
Today, we’ll spend the whole day and night
Dancing and singing with great delight
With towering cakes, colorful sweets and big balloons
Best orchestra on stage now play in boon
I sing first in solo for my dearest friend,
Wishing her all the happiness which never end
May all the desires of her heart be fulfilled
And her birthday wishes and dreams be achieved
Today, we’ll spend the whole day and night
Dancing and singing with great delight
With towering cakes, colorful sweets and big balloons
Best orchestra on stage now play in boon
I play the sweetest melody on my piano
And everyone jigs and sings for her, too
I recited sweetly my dedication poem
As we give our loving hugs, kisses and roses in bloom.
©2015Leonora Galinta
All Rights Reserved
October 6, 2015 8.25pm
The day, night feels shy;
every eye stares
with love, hope,
the history in the sky.
It's coming after decades,
beholding its promise
to meet the Earth, the people,
those who waved at it.
It might not see the same eyes.
The air will be different,
the blossomed flowers it will see;
everything has changed since the last bye.
Once in an entire lifetime,
witnessing its shine,
feeling the universe,
the magic that will arrive.
Here it comes.
The screams are none,
'cause the inner voice is louder.
The flashing in the sky,
the famous celebrity for the night.
Some wishes, some cries;
serenity lies in the sky.
A few seconds were enough.
Life was worth it.
Every heart was lit.
God's favorites had the second chance
to feel the marvel again.
They ponder the journey between two points.
They look behind,
the road that was traveled.
Now I can die peacefully.
Halley's Comet winked at me.
God?
Love?
Surprise Surprise (Sweet Bird of Paradox)!
Mother?
How Do You Sleep?
I Found Out
Me - a Working Class Hero
I'm Losing You!
This once Jealous Guy
Now a ghost
to my grown Beautiful Boy (Darling Boy)
Spirit Now lives
Tight A$ Steel and Glass Isolation!
Imagine? Nobody Told Me
I'm Moving On Borrowed Time
While Watching The Wheels go by!
Remember: John Sinclair?
My #9 Dream about Instant Karma of mine?
Whatever Gets You Thru The Night Woman!
Power to the People!
Hold On!
Grow Old With Me?
Give Peace A Chance!
Gimme Some Truth!
Ah…(Just Like) Starting Over?
Or going Cold Turkey?!
Post Thanksgiving demise.
Saving my breath for next time...I get offended for no reason some of the times...sometimes, I wish I wasn't a joke in your eyes...at times, I wish I was taken not lightly or taken for granite by you! I feel that I'm insignificant and worthless in your eyes when I should be gold and silver on the spotlight...a celebrity with fame and fortune is what I deserve to be because of all the busy work and effort I've done with my perfect pick of being a singer songwriter...I should've been famous by now and I crave recognition and appreciation daily and nightly...but, alas, to no avail! Temporary, natural highs transform to hideous lows of disappointing desolation
Don't put me down...don't shame my name of fortunate fame...don't humiliate me with your upside down frown...don't hunt me down with your negative ways, for my positivity can be hunted down like untamed game; friendemy you came out to be and I'm nervouscited by the way you make me feel...anger got in the way, but you overlook that and understand me like it's no big deal...you are forgiving and I know I'm forgiven, for you and He has given me many chances, but I didn't pass the test of loyalty a few months later...I got hospitalized 6 times for my emotional pain that has been captive in my inner being for a long period of time...bipolar bruised my self-esteem, but you and I are on each other's team no matter what circumstances we encounter...my past is behind me and I paid my vows to you with my trust, so we are moving forward in light of a fantastic future of gracious glory...sorrowful in love...regrettably from down above
Ghost Light
The palace used oil lamps for centuries
It came time to make a change
Electricity installation and wiring began
One thousand light bulbs were delivered
One hundred fifty watts should light things up
Each light was sealed within its box
No way could they get out on their own
The small boxes holding bulbs began to rise
Broke open the crate that housed them
Floated down the hallways of the castle by themselves
Then began to light up on their own
No electricity aided in this process
As wire installation had only just begun
The bulbs in all their mystery flew free
From the boxes that restrained them
Hovering along the corridors at night they roamed
Lit up brilliantly expanding but only for a moment
Before exploding, glass fragments, filaments flying
Cascading in the air in one big storm and burst of life and light
Before falling to the floor in one strange ghost like mist
A green dim glow of mystery, mess and chaos
The owners of the palace did not say a word
Did not venture the smallest guess or inquiry
Being dignified, regal and obviously, intelligent in front of friends
The palace went back to using oil lamps
In Saudi Arabia they say…. Oil is man’s best friend….. Oil is the best