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Sunshine
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0 posted 2001-06-25 09:57 PM



The Play

a Midwest’s quiet
conservative
town

reaching culturally
outward
with insight, bound

New York lights
on open plains

though subject matter
universal

an Encore, to rehearsal!

one more time

shhhh…..

Nationals are coming….

practice, practice, add more
in less
concise precise
in timed time

refine, define,
combine,
realign,
consign…..hope!

places, places everyone!
know your spot
don’t be undone
don’t forget to break a leg
don’t forget to walk on eggs
don’t forget the rehearsed line

and then do it again
one more time.

~*~

so they did, and did
succeed
take the play and with
godspeed
cursed rehearse
with lusty need
to know they’d done it
so….indeed!

simple lines of clarity
spoken once
in variety
this cursed rehearse of
brevity
stripped away all
naïveté

of the audience…

pain, emotion, lost
devotion, amid commotion
of life

held the struggle against
the waggle of the wiggle
of strife

the learned patient, as
cancer’s host did not brag
nor did she boast
of her poetic knowledge
and its course
that she rode most gallant
astride history’s horse

not till the end, when
the pain had increased
had she lost compunction
nor valued word surcease

she treasured words so!

the audience in combined despair
heard others’ sniffles
combined with theirs
for the actress held their stare
and not because she was
bare of hair

but the pain of loss for
inspired word
left her grasp, all poets
heard

cancer’s pain had gained,
when, in a moment’s clarity,
she once again spoke Donne
and his words became
charity

“Death be not proud...”

and she spoke the lines
before the gasp
death entwined…
but did not last…

in staged light, she became her
soul,
all else had never met the goal
she walked out in naked
brilliantine

and the crowd roared
at death’s lost scene

The Play



© Copyright 2001 Karilea Rilling Jungel - All Rights Reserved
SEA
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1 posted 2001-06-25 10:05 PM


I sit in AWE......your talent shines.......
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2 posted 2001-06-25 10:12 PM


WOW! You paint it brilliantly, sunshine...roar of the greasepaint, indeed.  
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3 posted 2001-06-25 10:13 PM


Death be not proud...”

no, as death is never the winner over a soul that knows to overcome...very impressive, Sis..very gentle smile

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4 posted 2001-06-25 10:13 PM


Kari...this is very unusual...a mix of expression and emotion. I think you've pulled it off very well, very well indeed...something in me really responded to it.

might be back later to crit it heh..it definitely needs a second reading..

hugs

K

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on unlikely land with every step.


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5 posted 2001-06-26 01:55 AM


Well you sure set the stage in that one!  I felt like I was watching an old black and white movie, and as usual par excellence!

"Lose your temper and you lose a friend; lie and you lose yourself."
~ Hopi ~

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6 posted 2001-06-26 09:15 AM


excellent work here!

filled with the emotions and images as well as a telling of the time...

nicely put together!!

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Deep in the heart
7 posted 2001-06-26 12:09 PM


I think you are right ...
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8 posted 2001-06-26 02:14 PM


Amazing!  That is the highest compliment that I give.  I almost feel as if I went to the play.

Michael

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There is more depth to the heart than the human mind can comprehend and it only has boundaries when we choose to fence it in.  

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9 posted 2001-06-26 03:45 PM


               "the learned patient, as
                cancer’s host did not brag
                nor did she boast
                of her poetic knowledge
                and its course
                that she rode most gallant
                astride history’s horse

                not till the end, when
                the pain had increased
                had she lost compunction
                nor valued word surcease

                she treasured words so!

                the audience in combined despair
                heard others’ sniffles
                combined with theirs
                for the actress held their stare
                and not because she was
                bare of hair

                but the pain of loss for
                inspired word
                left her grasp, all poets
                heard

                cancer’s pain had gained,
                when, in a moment’s clarity,
                she once again spoke Donne
                and his words became
                charity

                “Death be not proud...”

                and she spoke the lines
                before the gasp
                death entwined…
                but did not last…

                in staged light, she became her
                soul,
                all else had never met the goal
                she walked out in naked
                brilliantine

                and the crowd roared
                at death’s lost scene

                The Play"

So very intelligent and theatrical!  I am so impressed I don't know exactly what to say........write on my dear poet friend!  Karilea you amaze me most of the time!!

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10 posted 2001-06-26 04:40 PM




Wow.......what a play!!!.....

Thank you dear
***************************

It's only me.......only me
I hope that would suffice eternally

{{to cross a sea of wonder, and hold close at heart all dreams}}

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11 posted 2001-07-01 08:01 AM


Thank you ALL for reading!

This poem was based on the play "Wit" which the Salina Community Theatre performed in the National American Association of Community Theatres Festival this last week as one of ten regional finalists from across the country.

I am proud of Salina's efforts, as the cast won the Outstanding Acting Award, as well as first place for outstanding set design.

~*~

SEA, thank you for being patient for my response to your "awesome" remark....

'Deer...roar of greasepaint, indeed! I am so pleased to know that my feelings for a class act panned out in the end!...thank you!...

Logan...indeed, no death came to the fine actions of the remarkable cast and crew!...thank you!...

Severn, as you can see from this message, I might only have carried through with what was given to me as inspiration in the first place! But I think this IS the first time I've seen you almost speechless in a crit! Thank you!...

Mysteria, you know, it DID come across very much black and white as they players gave their performance...thank you SO much for reading...

Cpat Hair, thank you so much for reading, and your welcome comments...

Interloper....my intuition is getting better all of the time....thank you for reading....

Auguste, please try to see the play some time...IT is what is amazing, thank you!....

Ethome, by now you know...it was what I received that enabled me to share this with you....thank you for your very kind words...

MyEnchantedMelody...indeed, it was...thank you for reading...

Karilea
If I whisper, will you listen?...
I would rather be silent and write, than speak loudly and be bound.
KRJ




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12 posted 2001-07-01 03:00 PM


Karilea:

"in staged light, she became her
soul,
all else had never met the goal
she walked out in naked
brilliantine

and the crowd roared
at death’s lost scene"

Wow!!  Well done!

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13 posted 2001-07-01 03:12 PM


This is marvelous Sunshine!   The play must have been very special to have evoked such a response in you.  Well done!
~Krista  

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14 posted 2001-07-01 07:19 PM


Wow Karilea! Not only were you so incredibly inspired to write this beautiful piece, but I see they inspired many, and received wonderful accolades for their efforts! Well done!  

Best wishes,
/Kit

Titia Geertman
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15 posted 2001-07-01 07:25 PM


Karilea

you 'played' it very well

Titia

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Nan
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16 posted 2001-07-01 07:34 PM


What fun... I absolutely LOVE theater - and this is a wonderful accomplishment - and a pretty darned good poetic parley as well...
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