A slight but I hope pleasant poem reflecting on a few of the actors we have lost this year.
Departures
They depart, these ever so familiar faces
Sometimes dramatic, sometimes funny
They charmed us with their many graces
When the world was light and sunny
David Warner, one of the Titanic lot
Bernard Cribbins, oh, right said Fred
Nichelle Nichols, a Star Trek spot
Del Monte man, he too is dead
Yet immortal they remain, still there
Like the opening of a Medium’s door
They haunt this visual Neverwhere
As repeats bring them back once more
Their last picture show will run and run
Until the setting of the sun.
They depart, these ever so familiar faces
Sometimes dramatic, sometimes funny
They charmed us with their many graces
When the world was light and sunny
David Warner, one of the Titanic lot
Bernard Cribbins, oh, right said Fred
Nichelle Nichols, a Star Trek spot
Del Monte man, he too is dead
Yet immortal they remain, still there
Like the opening of a Medium’s door
They haunt this visual Neverwhere
As repeats bring them back once more
Their last picture show will run and run
Until the setting of the sun.
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