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    dots Submission Name: "Where All The Roses Die"dots

    Author: Ron Cole
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    dots"Where All The Roses Die"dots

    It had lights and loads of glamor!
    It was called the Silver Screen.
    To be a leading character,
    was every starlet's dream!

    The girls in small town America
    swooned as leading men
    rode off into the sunset
    leaving ladies adoring them!

    A million aspiring starlets
    packed their bags and left
    to seek their fame and fortune
    leaving families bereft.

    Where so many seek their fortune
    the stage is overrun;
    success is often elusive,
    and never easily won.

    To keep body and soul together
    many lovely girls were forced
    to lower their lofty standards
    temporarily, of course.

    Many a pretty Rose
    found a seamier side
    within the lights of Tinsel Town,
    though it cost them soul and pride.

    Within its dim lit taverns,
    many lovely starlets cry,
    and are lost in an urban jungle
    where all the Roses die.

    Ron Cole
    September 2009

    Submitted on 2009-09-04 16:25:00     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      Made me think about that poor sap Michael somebody, who died recently all over the TV.

    If he had ever been happy, it would have been before he got successful.
    | Posted on 2009-09-22 00:00:00 | by Glen Bowman | [ Reply to This ]
      Nicely written and so true. You hear of all these young people becoming famous and end up destroying themselves in the process. It's sad really. Love the title and that last stanza was fantastic.
    | Posted on 2009-09-08 00:00:00 | by Intricate1 | [ Reply to This ]
      Every time I read something by you I think, yet another well written piece. It really made me think of all the people who rush out to become stars- only to find themselves so far from everything they ever dreamed about.
    | Posted on 2009-09-06 00:00:00 | by isis_lenore | [ Reply to This ]
      great writing as always ron,

    keep up the great work

    | Posted on 2009-09-05 00:00:00 | by totojane03 | [ Reply to This ]
      good flick.
    | Posted on 2009-09-05 00:00:00 | by poetotoe | [ Reply to This ]
      Reading this made me think of gilded lilies. Hollywood seems to take beauty and manufacture it into something 'new and improved'; something produced, directed, and marketed to the widest audience possible.
    A plastic, lowest common denominator kind of beauty.
    So, I guess what I'm trying to say is that it may be that the roses don't actually die in Hollywood, they're just transformed into something they aren't...and in the process lose what made them beautiful in the first place.
    Like gilded lilies.

    Another thoughtful and beautifully written poem from you, Ron!
    Thanks, as always, for sharing it here.
    | Posted on 2009-09-05 00:00:00 | by latentlylyrical | [ Reply to This ]

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