Poem inspired by Jeremy Northam

Canned Fame or How to survive on (Film) Cans!

These days to be a fan of Mr. Jeremy Northam means

to be not fully at ease and to cancel some dreams!

On our side there’s always a sort of trembling,

How he can hold his own in that movie world gambling.

“Let`s wait and see” is the motto,… but also a bit of a quiver,

if ever again, and, if so, what at last he will deliver?

A new movie, a TV-series or at least an audio-book? -

I dare say we don’t mind, out for only something we look!

Though our devoted group is willing to wait patiently,

It just happens that we get frustrated occasionally!

This and that hearing about Hollywood’s plans,

of ambitious movies, alas, Jeremy? – sans!

The obvious blindness of directors and producers,

And their odd decisions serve to confuse us!

Their constant betting on the same big names,

appears to be part of celebrity-games!

Since we know that “our man” is not inclined to do those,

We cannot do otherwise but call out loud: “Kudos”!

He prefers independence in film and in mind,

to make a great stir ? – he’s not of that kind!

But we cannot deny that it’s stretching our nerves,

That others earn glory which he also deserves!

And as much we appreciate his private style of life,

Our secret hopes for his career are with that at strife.

It’s none of our business, the choices he takes!

And for really true fans no difference it makes.

Whether to exercise restraint before risking one’s neck,

well…, in a sort of shark tank – so what the heck?

Could it just be that he, a person of intelligence

Is  one step ahead to conceive an important essence?

“Not everything is always there on a golden plate for you”,

It’s no good  “Wanting to have one’s cake and eat it, too!”

So let’s remain decent! –  the faithful fan declares,

and nicely accept the current state of affairs!

A well- earned break, even a longer vacation,

Will never impair our great admiration-

for the body of work, he’s already achieved;

in fact there is nothing to be deeply grieved!

If only he’s at peace and in a good mood,

we’ll be content a while longer with canned food!

by Martina

Tags: Jeremy Northam, Poetry