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Because you're a poet, that's why - a repost

Because you’re a poet, that’s why 

Behind the thick crimson and gold thread curtains
he stands listening to the din of the audience
searching their seats for popcorn crumbs
while roaming hands brush against the legs
of those sitting closest

The young girls get the winks
and free drinks as the old men
vie for position, straightening their hair
and flashing thick wallets
from stretched out back pockets

He peeks through the slit in the 
fancy brocade drapes to find a full house,
everyone is here, the self imposed mayor
wearing a handmade campaign button
shakes hands and seeks signatures

Mrs. Broadmore assigns seats in her row
as the little people gather around, telling her
how beautiful she is while hoping for a glimpse
of the diamond crusted gin filled flask she keeps 
tucked away in her left garter

The lights dim as the depressed sulk to their seats in the balcony,
broken hearts fill the back rows closest to the bar, 
cheerleaders in pink lipstick and short skirts, the football team 
all stoned out of their minds and the debate club collect in the center 
while the pretty people, the wealthy pose in the front rows 

He gets the signal as the curtain slowly lifts
to the ceiling on well oiled pulleys
There is not a sound as he makes his way
to the microphone at center stage, dead silence
but he reads his poem anyway

It is obvious he is no Leonard Cohen
but he does his best as he recites the verses
he has penned especially for this evening
Upon finishing he stares out as two people
clap their approval and the others whisper and look away

His shoulders drop as he leaves the stage,
head hung low, crumbling the paper he had read from
and tossing it in the trash as he wonders aloud, “Why, why do I do it?”
A janitor sweeping near the exit door hears him 
and shaking his head replies, “Because you’re a poet, that’s why”

I reposted this poem because……..I like this one. : ) 

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Date: 1/13/2017 12:44:00 PM
This poem is the quintessential poster of artist angst, a slice of real life served, Chris. Very melancholy write, yet honest in all regards. The two pair of hands clapping is the reward. Touching two souls is the priceless gold. You were appreciated by those enlightened two. Love the narrative of this poem. Excellent prose. Love and joy to you always.
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Chris Green
Date: 1/13/2017 3:37:00 PM
Thanks so very much my friend. This is one of my favorites, therefore, the repost. I have never actually been in this situation per se, but sometimes it does feel like I am and I'm sure many do. I appreciate your kind words.
Date: 1/11/2017 3:48:00 PM
This is definitely the best poem to repost. I think every poet and/or artist of any sort can relate to this poem in one way, shape or form. I know I most certainly can. Excellent poem, Chris.
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Chris Green
Date: 1/11/2017 4:22:00 PM
Thanks so very much Christy, I really do appreciate your kind words. I admire your work so much, it means a lot coming from you.
Date: 1/11/2017 1:38:00 PM
I'm so glad you reposted this Chris - can relate from my appearance on stage in November - thankfully we got a great reaction from the audience. Am adding this to faves 'because I'M a poopy poet... that's why!':-) hugs Jan xx
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Date: 1/11/2017 1:56:00 PM
Wait, what..poopy, that's not how you spell amazing is it? :) Thanks so much my friend. I am happy you liked this one.
Date: 1/11/2017 12:58:00 PM
I just loved this.You are a poet indeed dear friend...I am applauding you...and I am standing ..and its a long applause...A fave. :)
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Chris Green
Date: 1/11/2017 1:14:00 PM
Thanks so very, very much my sweet, sweet friend. I am smiling so big right now. But please, sit down now, you are making me blush. :) Just kidding, I am thrilled you enjoyed this one Charmaine and I appreciate the enthusiastic applause. :)
Date: 1/11/2017 12:55:00 PM
Glad for the re-post of this gem...I missed it the first time...thanks for joining in on the shenanigans over by my place.
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Chris Green
Date: 1/11/2017 1:09:00 PM
Thanks so very much Tim and no problem my friend, thanks for the invite, it was fun. :)
Date: 1/11/2017 12:55:00 PM
Oww Chris, tell me it's not autobiographical! For the rest, oh boy.... wouldn't this be one of my worst nightmares? (Jan Allison: read this LOL)
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Date: 1/11/2017 1:32:00 PM
Jan Allison HAS read it lol:-) hugs jan xx
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Chris Green
Date: 1/11/2017 1:09:00 PM
It is purely fiction my friend, just something that was floating around in this imaginary world I seem to visit often. :) Thanks so very much Darren.
Date: 1/11/2017 12:45:00 PM
WoW! Chris, This is my first time reading it and loved every word. I think many poets feel this way. You expressed it very well my friend:-) Alexis
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Chris Green
Date: 1/11/2017 1:08:00 PM
Thank you so much my sweet friend. I am very happy you enjoyed this one, I wasn't sure many would. I appreciate your kindness always Alexis.