Bette Davis Style
History screams on high,
The beauty of...
A Bette Davis eye.
Class and style,
Define her fame.
Black and white reels,
Color her name.
Red carpet rolling,
Twixt the valley of stars;
Marquee extolling,
Laurels of praise.
Love her or not...
Talent doesn't lie,
No approval is sought.
Rival her never!
She is the voyager,
With red, red lips...
Her victory is in the dark;
Dancing on the silver scene,
Respect is her due,
Of style, she is the queen.
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poems inspired by BOB DYLAN'S ... 'Desolation Row'
PoetryPoems inspired by the lyrics to this amazing song by Bob Dylan. It is an experiment in writing the first thing that basically pops into my mind. Will probably be some strange stuff in this collection. The painting is a depiction of Desolation Row by...
