Didn't get a chance to post this yesterday

[rozk]

FOR SIR CHRISTOPHER LEE

The Prince of Darkness was a gentleman.
Well-read and suave and handsome as a lord
Who kills with charm shapes poems with a sword
Never did harm but played. Best actors can

People the worlds that haunt collective mind
As dreams and nightmares authors leave as cloud
Of wisps and hints. We see clear. Shriek aloud
What's now embodied. Also, he was kind

By all accounts. He worked hard at his craft.
In pain made no concession to old age
His last best home blue screen set sounding stage
Getting applause. He'd think our weeping daft.

Though weakness age and death all took their toll
He only leaves us as the credits roll.

Comments

[lokifan]

This was wonderful!