. Poetry from The Great In-Between: Theda Bara. Speaks from Purgatio.

Wednesday, August 17, 2022

Theda Bara. Speaks from Purgatio.

 

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(A lone voice whispers)



Alone in here 

In the Great In-Between


Standing unseen

In the shadow-filled darkness


I love caressing the soft fingertips of Mother Twilight


As she passes her unrequited lover

Father Daylight as he retreats


Looking up like a two-dollar voyeur at her glorious open night sky


I always wonder why


Nobody now calls my name even though I've died


Am I forgotten like all the lonely dead


With only a blessed few 


Now only alive by those just blindly clinging onto their legacy and fame


Is that why I no longer see the bright lights from the shimmering door


For I'm now just another vampire stalking the living at night


Walking silently upon many well-worn floors


No longer loved or remembered 

But simply abandoned on Love's ruthless highways


Will you take me in

Say my name so I'm reborn


Free of sin


Help me stand straight and proud in this grey neverending storm


So I know deep down I'm not alone


I know you're reading this on your computer


Tablet or phone


Why can't somebody like you just love me

Be brave enough to set me free



My name is Theda Bara  

The First





 A true queen of the silent screen

Will you dream of me tonight


And in doing so


Invite me in to visit to sate my unquenchable thirst


(C)

Copyright John Duffy 

 





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