Ann Gilmour Poet Rhyme

Amphetamine of Choice

I hold my breath as lights go down 
adrenaline overflowing
red curtains part 
a shot in the dark stills my pumping heart

Transported to another world 
of fantasy and make believe
music permeates my soul 
mind and body feeling whole

Before too long the end is nigh 
euphoric I'm still on a high 
I rise for a standing ovation 
extolling with total elation 

Amphetamine of choice helps feed my addiction
my malady fixed with a weekly prescription


Written 8th April 2019

Contest: Your Amphetamine
Sponsor: Anthony Slausin

7th place in Premier contest

Contest: May 2019 Premier 4 14 Lines
Sponsor: Brian Strand

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Caren Krutsinger April 9, 2019 at 12:36 AM Ann, I imagine there is nothing as much fun as watching you at a play! Were you an actress in a former life, or do you just love theatre for all those other terrific reasons? Does not matter. Beautifully done, my friend. Ann Gilmour April 9, 2019 at 12:49 AM Haha.. yes I am sure I was treading the boards in a past life Caren. Whenever I am in a theatre I have this feeling of deja vu, also my paternal grandfather was on the stage in the early 1900's performing in New Zealand and Australia as a Dickens character actor, so in my gene's somewhere! Thanks for your great comments Caren. Kindest thoughts Ann xx

Panagiota Romios April 8, 2019 at 7:55 PM Great poem. My addiction and rush is performing on stage. That's an over the moon experience I Have not had in months I really miss that... But can re-create it under certain conditions with small groups....FUN)) Panagiota Ann Gilmour April 9, 2019 at 12:23 AM Thanks for your great comments Panagiota, wow to perform on stage must be totally awesome, but despite my love of theatre I have never had the confidence to perform, I am too shy! Hope you get to perform soon... kindest thoughts Ann xx

Nette Onclaud April 8, 2019 at 4:04 PM okay, you got me on a high, ann...i'm a broadway/ theatre slave!...just splendid!...huggs Ann Gilmour April 8, 2019 at 4:08 PM Oh that sounds great Nette, so glad you liked my poem and thanks for your lovely comment. I often visit London to see a West End production and oh what joy it brings me! Kindest thoughts Ann xx

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart April 8, 2019 at 8:08 AM Oh fantastic! "Transported" indeed. I love the theatre, however waiting for those red urtains to open always makes me want to dye my hair that red ;) Wonderful, original poem for this contest, good luck Ann! xomo Ann Gilmour April 8, 2019 at 10:55 AM Wow, such a compliment coming from you Maureen thanks. Theatre really is my addiction, I truly love it! Also loving your red hair! Mine used to be red or auburn/titian as hubby used to call it, but now more of a strawberry blonde, Haha. With kindest thoughts Ann xx