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Patricia
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since 2003-04-06

Posts 2160
Missouri

0 posted 2003-05-03 06:09 PM

Reality makes entrance and exits the stage.
No time for a bow before last curtain call.
Finish this closing act in silence and rage
And anxiously await the final curtain to fall.

Before me an audience of one cries out for more,
Put on the usual mask and conceal your true soul.
Don the costumes of deceit you have put on before.
Forget years of playing the part have taken a toll.

Exhausted from reenacting the familiar, old scene.
My repertoire is empty with nothing left to give.
The audience asks selfishly what does it all mean?
My soul exclaims boldly, it means I again live.

[This message has been edited by Patricia (05-03-2003 06:19 PM).]

IcyFlamez89
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since 2003-02-14

Posts 292
Jersey City NJ

1 posted 2003-05-03 06:10 PM

WOW! Real great poem. Encore! Encore! lollz

regards2you
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since 2002-10-01

Posts 3940
California

2 posted 2003-05-03 09:04 PM

Pat,

I have read this several times. Very deep. Very powerful in it's seeming simplicity. To be used up and empty, and know it we move move off stage, as acceptance and surrender take hold.. alas we are reborn...to live again, for the first time, perhaps...

That is how I view this, according to my own life experiences...

Heart hugs to you along the way of growth and renewal and life, Pat

..without surrender, be on good terms with all persons..
"Desiderata"

Kethry
Member Rara Avis

since 2000-07-29

Posts 9082
Victoria Australia

3 posted 2003-05-03 09:09 PM

Wow! powerfully written, it left me breathless. Encore!
Kethry

Here in the midst of my lonely abyss, a single joy I find...your presence in my mind. Unknown

Ericc
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since 2003-01-31

Posts 4178

4 posted 2003-05-03 10:37 PM

Deeply expressive and moving.
Very beautiful.
Eric

Chanson
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since 2000-08-19

Posts 1559
Up Creek w/Out Paddle

5 posted 2003-05-03 11:08 PM

This is a wonderful write, Patricia.
Life is mostly give give reprieve give give...a circle of giving and taking. *s

icebox
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since 2003-05-03

Posts 4383
in the shadows

6 posted 2003-05-03 11:27 PM

Reality truly is an indulgence to the soul.
Wonderfully drawn images. Thank you for sharing this.

garysgirl

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since 2002-09-29

Posts 19237
Florida, USA

7 posted 2003-05-03 11:41 PM

Exhausted from reenacting the familiar, old scene.
My repertoire is empty with nothing left to give.
The audience asks selfishly what does it all mean?
My soul exclaims boldly, it means I again live.

Pat, this says it all....

Hugs,
Ethel

MikeFessel
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since 2003-04-19

Posts 321
Brooklyn, NYC, USA

8 posted 2003-05-04 01:56 AM

Hi Patricia,
I enjoyed this poem, but I am sorry to say, I may not have comprehended it completely

"Before me an audience of one cries out for more,
Put on the usual mask and conceal your true soul.
Don the costumes of deceit you have put on before.
   Forget years of playing the part have taken a toll."  -Sorry, but I'm not sure what you meant by this part right here. Especially the second line. What? Conceal your true soul from who? Other people? Why? Why does anybody do this? Oh yes I would imagine it would take a toll, a heavy toll.
   Oh the benefits of hiding self make no sense to me.

    This is a great poem, it made me think. And frankly, the thought that so many people do this [and I know many do, I'm not naive] frightens me.

Mike

Bill Charles
Member Patricius

since 2000-07-11

Posts 10619
highways, & byways, for now

9 posted 2003-05-04 11:14 AM

Patricia - you pour forth with words of emotions in this write...

BC

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