Romancing the silver screen
Setting a million hearts ablaze
Through amorous dreams
Of actors lost in
Love, desire and longing
A make-believe that entertains
Takes us on flights of fantasy
With a clap of the clapperboard
A professional obligation begins
That ends with wrapping up the scene.
On the silver screen
where it most likely was seen
a black and white film.
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Strong women would like someone there,
just not to rescue them;
All of those alluring silver screen dreams;
No they don’t need him but they’d like to
give love a second chance;
Rehab for hopeless romantics;
Yeah we’ve seen it all in the movies;
All of those alluring silver screen dreams;
Blurred vowels kissed into deep scowls,
all of this rotten love for sale;
The words resemble dribble and leftovers
accompanied by a timeless type theme;
All of those alluring silver screen dreams;
Modern reality is so tasteless and bland
we’re left coveting wild salt water passion;
When you have happily ever after eyes
nothing can ever quite measure up;
Strong women would like someone there
to pull them back and rescue them,
from every alluring silver screen dream.
Why have all the Valentino's
Disappeared from our screens
These handsome adonis
That made some young women swoon,
Yell and scream.
They did not need words,
Their smouldering looks sufficient,
Your imagination took flight
As their gestures were so efficient.
Women lost their identities.
Now, they were the actress on the screen,
This silent, seductive creature.
Was the onlooker in a dream?
Every passionate kiss
It was for her and her alone,
Valentino's tender touch
It felt like no other touch yet known.
You could hear music playing softly
Then, rising to stir your heart,
You lost yourself in the silver screen
Immersed in playing the part,
Of the great Rudolph Valentino's
Love interest for a while.
It was a film you will remember for years,
And will always make you smile.
Silver Screens and Golden Years
Bring back fond memories and happy tears.
Starring Miss Clara Bow
Here's a tidbit you may not know
About the silent screen siren Miss Clara Bow:
All her films were a hit,
What she had was called "It",
And the '20s were lit with Miss Bow in the show.
Then There Was Theda
The vamp Theda Bara was quite a gal
On the screen in her roles as a "femme fatale".
She wore costumes revealing
That were often scene-stealing
But were still quite appealing to male co-stars, et al.
Naughty Nita Naldi
Silent screen star Nita Naldi was an Irish dolly
Who began her career in the Ziegfeld Follies.
She was pursued in films by paramours,
Such as R. Valentino and J. Barrymore,
And finally "talked" on TV in the '50s, by golly.
Silver Screen
(mise en scene)
David J Walker
Remembering
Sending pulses of past light
Flash-light fast
Flash-low slow
as a single frame
millisecond in
forever mode
I loafe about in older eyes
I fall forward reaching back
Pretending innocents
Pleading ignorance
Pledging fidelity to a time
Trapped in Black & White
Displayed in plain sight
On a silver screen’s
mise en scène
I return each night
For free
(the manager waves the fee)
As the lone patron
With the usher's blessing
Happy birthday, dear Jocelyn,
Moviegoers wait for the film;
Such people love the silver screen;
The ticket results overwhelm.
Topic: Birthday of Jocelyn C. Suguitan (March 24)
Old Cowboys, forts and shootouts
Black for bad and White for good
With a spinning canvas background
And cactus cutouts made of wood
The desert sits behind them
Fifty yards away at most
The heroes don't ride horses
They sip drinks and sit and boast
About their celluloid adventures
singing songs all dressed in white
While behind them in the background
The stunt men do it right
A canvas background rotates
Through valleys, hills and streams
While the hero rides his deck chair
And the director yells and screams
Central casting fills the tribes out
With Italians, and made up stock
While our hero stops an avalanche
Of fake paper covered rocks
Cardboard Cut out Cactus
And heroes smiling in the sun
Most have never seen a cowpoke
Let alone shot off a gun
But, it's magic when it's finished
the dusters up there on the screen
All the fakery and snake oil
Are all hidden, never seen
The white hats beat the black hats
The hero sings and gets the girl
And the background on the spindle
Is still spinning, watch it whirl
A celluloid adventure
Cowboys no where close to what they were
But..watch the next show for a nickel
And don't forget your spurs!!!
The girl said on the silver screen
A tear in each blue eye
Please don’t ever leave my love
For if you did, I’d die
I yawned and switched the TV off
I’d seen that film before
And in the end it all came right
Just like a million more
I wish I was the actress
And my life was just pretend
Then you would still be with me
This wouldn’t be the end
But in my own sad world
The tears I'm crying are for real
Only you can cure me
From this stabbing pain I feel
Do you ever think of me
And all the love we knew
Do you wonder if there’s still
A chance for me and you
I wouldn’t have to be a star
To play the love torn part
They wouldn’t have to write a script
For you to break my heart
And if I wrote a play about
The way you’ve passed me by
I wonder after watching it
Would anybody cry...
With a blink of eye the color is black and white.
The silver screen has led us into their mendacity
We’re stuck in this piece that they write,
So much so that all believe in the fallacy
We choose to echo their ways,
Covering our obscurity so that we can show
But no matter what we do, we’ll soon come out of our bays,
Our exclusiveness makes us glow.
Our curiosity brought us to the unreal
Thou its use was to give us amity,
Look for they have brought us to their ordeal,
Now the world has seen the calamity.
As we gaze into the whiter side
Our hopes of knowledge is at hand
We no longer wait for the tide
It comes and goes with a trace of land
This can’t be called a problem
For it has given us more and prospered humanity
But everything has a consequence in them
Remember its cause, long live unity.