One Day My Performance Will Come

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JOY 14
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since 1999-09-22

Posts 1419
Wisconsin USA

0 posted 2001-02-05 10:44 PM

Under the stage
Under the actor's heavy feet
Lead feet
Pounding the ceiling
Under which I huddle
Cuddle fake furs
In my hands
Smell their must
Blow away their dust
In the dark
Under the stage
Voices
Faint but loud
Calling out to the empty auditorium
Dress rehearsal
The real performance is tomorrow
I won't be here
Feeling for junk in
Weathered boxes
Left out in the rain too long,
Left soft, flat
Overflowing with costumes
Spilling over on my feet
Or at least where I think my feet are.

Our doubts are traitors,
And make us loose the good we oft might win
By fearing to attempt.
~Shakespeare

Martie

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since 1999-09-21

Posts 28049
California

1 posted 2001-02-05 10:51 PM

joy--wonderful visuals and atmesphere in this...so glad to see you here in Haven.

Irish Rose
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since 2000-04-06

Posts 10263

2 posted 2001-02-06 08:42 AM

Made me feel like a little girl going through an old trunk! I loved the feeling.
Thank you!

"I walked beside the evening sea and dreamed a dream that could not be." George William Curtis

Gene
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since 2000-01-23

Posts 935
Colorado, USA

3 posted 2001-02-06 11:51 AM

Joy,

This is another one of your wonderful moments from life. I felt like I was there at that moment--as if it were happening as you were writing it down.

It seems that you like to write in "the present" this way. I would suggest that you keep your poems as a journal, expressing your daily routines. It would be so much better than a typical plain old journal of notes. But I'll bet that's what you're already doing.

Gene
(formerly, u_gene)

Elizabeth

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since 1999-06-07

Posts 6871
Minnesota

4 posted 2001-02-06 11:55 AM

Very well done, Joy....wonderful imagery.

Dopey Dope

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since 2000-08-30

Posts 11132
San Juan, Puerto Rico

5 posted 2001-02-06 02:40 PM

NIcely done here Joy......I got the full feeling within the poem.

I was born myself, raised myself, and will continue to be myself. The world will just have to adjust.

I'm in love with my shadow
I admire it daily

Colin
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since 1999-06-05

Posts 596
Callington, Cornwall, England

6 posted 2001-02-06 02:46 PM

Wonderful imagery Joy: you give the reader just enough detail to really captivate and set the imagination running full speed. Well done

Suburbia is where the developer bulldozes out the trees, then names the streets after them. - Bill Vaughan

JOY 14
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since 1999-09-22

Posts 1419
Wisconsin USA

7 posted 2001-02-06 05:18 PM

Martie, thanks. I'm glad to be here.

Kathleen, I'm glad I brought some 'happy' memories. I love those.

Gene, I do do that!

Actualy I write a combo of rambling thoughts and poetry like this.

Elizabeth, that's what I was going for. a picture in your head.

DD, glad it's full and not partial. lol

Colin, imagination is a gift and I'm more than happy to invite people to use theirs. That's one of the many joys of writing poetry don't you think?

Thanks all. Smiles

Joy

Our doubts are traitors,
And make us loose the good we oft might win
By fearing to attempt.
~Shakespeare

Acies

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Member Rara Avis

since 2000-06-07

Posts 7665
Twilight Zone

8 posted 2001-02-23 10:37 PM

well done joy...as everyone else has said, wonderful imagery

So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this give life to thee." W.S.

JOY 14
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since 1999-09-22

Posts 1419
Wisconsin USA

9 posted 2001-02-24 09:39 PM

Thanks acire.

Joy

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