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Selected poems



Hollywood Hair Cycle

I once had hair like Moses,

but now my mop is thinner.

I once was Charlton Heston,

but now I am Yul Brynner.



The Dimple Festival

When asked to celebrate the dimple,

my contribution was quite simple:

            I built an altar

            to John Travolta.




The phrase ‘white men can’t dance’ is harsh but fair

…unless, of course, your name is Fred Astaire.




The biopic refused to show

the mole of Marilyn Monroe.



At a Restaurant in Berlin, 1936

You asked the famous leader

to autograph your napkin.

You thought that he was Hitler.

He signed it ‘Charlie Chaplin’.



The Tears of Spock

A lot’s been said by friend and foe

about the Vulcan’s tears:

well how the hell would you react

if you possessed those ears?



Antipodean Romeo

As stars light up the jacaranda,

he’s climbing up the back veranda.



Darth Vader’s Manners

I liked him so much more when he was Anakin,

but now he’s got the manners of a mannequin.



Actor’s Lament

I have played Gandhi, King Tut,

gangster, giant, elf,

but a lifetime of lifetimes

destroyed my mental health:

if you’re all things to all men,

you’re no one to yourself.



Greta Garbo

Because you’ve been dehumanised by fame

you wanna go where no one knows your name.




Damian Balassone is the author of three volumes of poetry, including the forthcoming collection of short poems and epigrams Love is a Weird Cat.

Topic tags: Poetry, Damian Balassone



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Such a treat. These are a few of my favourite things.

Pam | 24 August 2023  

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