Minds Over Matter Theater
The curtains drawn the room very gloomy
the stage free of debris and finally the
music plays at first it seems like I'm
dreaming my spouse his lover the mouse
I'm conducting this play as the velvet day
moves the shadowy figures about for I am
the mistro the ushers are a no show the crowd
began to beg for the director to open the
show soon the notes all off the pages are
torn my legs bleed my nerves right out of my
body the theme song so simple as a teen with
a pimple that burst right in me before the dance
silence please I must conduct from my knees for
they are sore my fingers tremble at deaths doors
as I open them for I am sure that the gods move in
full circle and right on cue the cello so broad so firm
takes my soul as the violins began to cry my mind sigh
for the crowd has stopped and followed the pitch
as the Bella screamed death to the poet
for my souls an empty theater
Written by Yolanda Nicholsen May 14 2004 Fort Myers Florida my sons graduation day from high school so many emotions that day i must have written 10 poems that day
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