August 26, 2009

"All right Mr. De Mille, I'm ready for my close-up,"

No new life from mine has sprung
to continue when I’m dead.
But -
something of beauty
my music has sung,
something of color
my work has spread,
something of kindness
and much of passion,
love of a man and pity for men-
things of the spirit that life will fashion
out of the now to live in the then.


24 comments:

Alistair said...

Are you trying to tell us something?

Karen (SAG) said...

shoot the make-up person, please.

UCLA med gang said...

but I love the poem

Mona said...

Oh,dear-
mid-life crisis?

Ms Edna said...

more an end-of-term paper.

a blogger said...

Great poem!Thanks

Alan said...

Where did you spent the afternoon?
Love the poem.

Clive said...

is this a before and after in reverse??????

Karen (danish babe) said...

oh my gosh,
how much did you pay for that look?

Glenda said...

Ms Edna,

we just NEVER know what to expect next come flying across the Atlantic.
But, it is always fun.

Charles said...

I just woke-up and almost dropped dead from fright. Is this your picture from the attic??????
Tsk, Tsk, Tsk - we have been living it up.

Anonymous said...

new you ms edna
not very mode

SM fan said...

if a picture is worth a thousand words. this one will put war and peace to shame.

but the poem is very original, thanks.

Russ said...

What have you been smoking, slugger?

The poem is lovely, I second that.

Geoff said...

Oh, Oh, gone native?

TO fan said...

I suspect you needed a counter for the words, well done.

Andy said...

this is NOT a curtain call? Is it?
NO!

Ms Edna said...

Cálmate -
just needed a break

Bruce said...

you do need a vacation, woman.

Clive said...

Ms Edna, dearest-
come join me in my France tour.

Ms Edna said...

partial, maybe.

Peter said...

Sis,
come stay with me when you come in Sept. I will not close up until the end of the month. It will do you good.
Love-

Ms Edna said...

Dear Clive,
schedule your itinerary to coincide with mine
and make Strasbourg that stop
in your “Gothic Pilgrimage”.
I would love to hear the organ.

Clive said...

‘Done’