My name is Jessica Mannion, and this is my whirling vortex of time-suck. I'm the curator of Regrettable Poems, and a professional crazy cat lady. Really. Ask me about either. Or not. Please take a moment to follow my links below, and if you're in the film biz, check out my husband Sean. He's awesome.

 

regrettablepoems:

A Sonnet to James Franco’s Eyebrows 
Shall I compare them to a slanting cliffThat shades those moist brown pools which are your eyes?But no! They gambol like a sea-swept skiffEmbattled by the ever-changing tides.Thy brows compel strange shifts in wind and weatherThat culminate in fractious frigid fronts,In polar vortexes, while we endeavorTo live and to survive your brows’ affrontUpon our psyches, for with every slantThy brows engender feelings and inciteSuch riotous tumult that mere mortals can’tConceive, nor comprehend their very plight.Thus all that there is left which cans’t us save,Is this: your burly eyebrows thou must shave.
Regrettable Poet: Jessica Mannion
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Poem inspired by This Post which mentions a sonnet about James Franco’s eyebrows, which I couldn’t find, but sounded like a terrific idea, so I made my own. Aaaahhhh … feels good to write a regrettable poem after such a regrettably long amount of time.
Also:


OK, I’m a little proud of this one … 

regrettablepoems:

A Sonnet to James Franco’s Eyebrows 

Shall I compare them to a slanting cliff
That shades those moist brown pools which are your eyes?
But no! They gambol like a sea-swept skiff
Embattled by the ever-changing tides.
Thy brows compel strange shifts in wind and weather
That culminate in fractious frigid fronts,
In polar vortexes, while we endeavor
To live and to survive your brows’ affront
Upon our psyches, for with every slant
Thy brows engender feelings and incite
Such riotous tumult that mere mortals can’t
Conceive, nor comprehend their very plight.
Thus all that there is left which cans’t us save,
Is this: your burly eyebrows thou must shave.

Regrettable Poet: Jessica Mannion

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Poem inspired by This Post which mentions a sonnet about James Franco’s eyebrows, which I couldn’t find, but sounded like a terrific idea, so I made my own. Aaaahhhh … feels good to write a regrettable poem after such a regrettably long amount of time.

Also:

OK, I’m a little proud of this one … 

cybergata:

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