Movie Theaters

The hushed expectancy, the velvet dark descends, A world awaits as the projector lens Awakens stories on the silver screen, A collective dreaming, a shared vibrant scene. The sticky floors, a testament to treats, The rustling whispers in the crowded seats. A communal breath as heroes take their flight, Or shadows deepen clutching us with fright. Popcorn's warm butter, a comforting trace, A silent promise held within this space. The soda's pop, a fizzy, joyful sound, As shared emotions gather all around. The larger-than-life faces, emotions bold, Adventures grand in narratives of old Or futures bright. We lose ourselves within, A temporary escape where new worlds begin. The shared laughter when a joke lands true, The collective gasp when something shocking flew Across the frame. A unity unseen, Bound by the magic of that glowing sheen. Now streaming services beckon from our homes, The grand old theaters sometimes sadly roam, With empty seats, a silence in the air, A fading grandeur tinged with sweet despair. So let us cherish those remembered nights, Bathed in the flickering cinematic lights. The poignant movie theater, a sacred space, Where stories lived, and left their timeless trace. ©bfa040525