Open Poetry #13 |
God's Stage |
Joyce Johnson
since 2001-03-10
Posts 9912Washington State |
Dawn is slowly raising the curtain of the night. I, applause suspended, watching with delight. Mount Baker in the distance, veiled in her own fog. A queen of majestic grandeur, lifting from a bog. Steam arising from her vents, her body clad in snow. Evergreens are paying homage to her from below. Spreading out the smaller hills, dressed in vibrant green. Then our little valley, completes the change of scene. The rosy streaks of dawn, provide the proper light. Reflecting off a flock of geese, in their morning flight. All is hushed and waiting, before the actors enter. God provides the setting with mankind in the center. Now the stage is ready, for actors unrehearsed. The sleepy-eyed commuters are among the first. Next will come the farmers, the merchants and the rest. Their spoken lines will be ad-libbed, no time for a pre-test. All the characters in the play, scurrying to and fro. Nothing from a prompter, telling them where to go. Unseen hands are taking me, propelling me to the stage. I too, will have some lines to say, without a written page. Only the Great Director, knows how it all will end. Some are nearing the final act, others just begin. Each actor has a chance to help to make the play a hit. In seeming mad confusion, it all begins to fit. Night brings down the curtain, until another day. We read the papers eagerly, for words about our play. It matters not, tomorrow, we must play our parts anew. Until our act is over and we stand for our review. Joyce 5/5/2001 [This message has been edited by Joyce Johnson (edited 05-05-2001).] |
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Mike Member Elite
since 1999-06-19
Posts 2462 |
Very nicely written... You clearly put a lot of effort in this wonderfully penned poem and it shows... enjoyed muchly. |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Excellent writing...I always wanted to be an actor...I would hang out with Julia Roberts no doubt...James |
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latin passion Senior Member
since 2001-04-26
Posts 576 |
So wonderfully the true your words are. break a leg - enjoyed your poem. LP Day in Day out...My love for you grows. |
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