The Old Actor


The vintage model is he

Strong of spirit even if supported on arthritic knees

Mystery still gleams in his eye

There is magic in the graceful curves

that his wrinkled hands trace upon the air


The warm and resonant baritone that once sang true

bears a husky hoarseness now

but yet can shake the timbers as it echoes in the hall

juddering the rafters


and soaring into the night sky


See him in his hey day

Remember him in light