In Mid-Summer My Dream Came True - Almost

In Mid-Summer My Dream Came True

 

In a lowly cinema stall I lay

No one and nine penny to pay

Made to sit by school and  bored all day

Of my home I was wishing, if I had my way

 

Dreaming of nothing

Till Titania nudged me

 

Judy in her prime

A year before the summer of sixty nine

Teasing breasts covered with vine

I longed for the stunning fairy to be mine

The tree of lust for her I’d climb

 

This queen of stage, film and screen

Showed me just what might have been

Shakespeare’s sister woke a dream so clean

Like a proud peacock I’d preen

Praying my foolish amour had been seen

 

Fast forward nearly fifty years

Whilst she moved through thespian gears

As I watched in awe the goddess brought tears

Laughter, surreal hopes so dear

Still I wish Titania of yester year was near

 

 

I dreamed a dream of summers gone

Fervently praying not to wake

‘Don’t tear me from her side’

Leave me in the summer of sixty eight

A real life Ass who dreamed a dream

The fairy world is full of fun

Here I’ll stay and we’ll be as one

 

So to Stratford to tread the hallowed boards

A clumsy Mechanical of rude proportion

Truly amateur I stumbled through my lines

Dream 16 gave me a teasing taste

I searched everywhere for the nymph

Dearest Judy…just one clinch!

 

A thousand stinging hands

On tiptoes all did stand

In mid-summer smiled the bard

From way on high

At one fumbling actor

Still seeking Judy

Heaved a final sigh