Chateau Marmont

  

 

Chateau Marmont

 

A hotel off Sunset Boulevard

 

For some a cul-de-sac.

For others a temporary destination

in the search for fame

now residing only in history.

 

Illusions and failure lived here.

A suicide died here. Friends, lovers

and strangers passed through.

Love did arrive but

always departed.

 

It was only a façade for lost dreams.

A place of myth and magic

like a forsaken memory

of promises not kept.

 

A halfway home measured by time

rumours and reports. Lives were

wrapped in old passion

and new prospects.

 

As the years passed conversations

were not recorded, thoughts not written down.

And letters were not sent

as happiness moved in and out.

 

Alan Ford

 

I have had poems published in Down in the Dirt, Ariel Chart, Conclave, Academy of the Heart and Mind,Blue LakeReview and Dissident Voice literary magazines. Like Carol Ann Duffy and the late Felix Dennis I write poems from life.