Long Errol Poems

1.    John Desmond Patrick Keegan
2.    Alfred, Lord Tennyson 
3.    Sally Aline Mae Beller
4.    Charles Edward A. Berry
5.    Ambrose Gwinnett Bierce...

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Stan the Man--Stan Lee a DEDICATION

He who that says that he is I am
I am Stan the man
Stanley Martin Lieber was born on December 28, 1922,
In Manhattan, New York City,
n the apartment of his Romanian-born...

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Everybody got a Hollywood life story
to tell
More meat on the bone
give juicier bites 
to sell
Nobody ever turns in a tarnished silver screenplay
Those warts and mistakes
get Photoshop casting couch edited away
Baby Jane rude attitude don’t make...

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I am her child again...
I'm wearing my pink flannel pajamas, the ones with tiny roses.
I'm curled up in the middle of her big four-poster.
And watching her dress for the party.
She has just fastened the clasp...

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Swashbuckling, piracy, Tyrone, Errol and yes, Rathbone.
All actors that rode the Spanish Main called the sea home.
Stories of Robinson Crusoe to Mysterious Island.
Fantasy stories with a moral, it’s for enjoyment for man.

Plenty of men have...

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I sat listening intently to the tune the band played
The words the singer sang were the nicest I had heard

Talked about hidden love, about the heartache and disaster
Then I saw him a dashing young man,...

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I believe in miracles
Where you from you sexy thing
It started with a kiss
And so you win again
Everyone’s a winner baby
No doubt about it
So don’t stop it now
Heavens in the back seat of my Cadillac 




Because...

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“It’s not what they say when you are there, it’s what they whisper after you leave.”                   ...

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(The Torre Vela is a prominent castle tower
at the "prow" of the Alhambra Palace, and
dominates the Spanish city of Granada.)

My lame-ass lips can't even draw 
McDonalds milkshake through a straw: 
and if I must 
run...

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(Torre Vela = prominent tower, part of
the Alhambra palace, Granada, Spain)

My lame-ass lips can't even draw 
McDonalds milkshake through a straw: 
and if I must 
run for the bus, 
I take an oxygen inhaler. 
You...

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I write of two-edged swords (that tired clichè)
as though this modern boy knew hilt from blade;
as if I had been taught of true swordplay,
not learned from movies Errol Flynn had made.
But plainly put, things work...

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Seven sorry soldiers
Hiding in a ditch
Errol caught some shrapnel
And then there were six

Six sorry soldiers
Barely glad to be alive
Barrett took a bullet
And then there were five

Five sorry soldiers
As brave as trained to be
Geoff and Tom...

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