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The Virtuoso

THE VIRTUOSO

on stage
see the picket lines
row after row
and the far vault
gone any dress discomfort
just him

brilliance      fame?
presence       expectation?
not a concern
just him alone
and how does his part begin?

Dave Austin

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Carolyn Devonshire

September 14, 2016 at 1:54 PM

It's amazing how the mind works when a person is on stage and about to perform. We don't think about fame at that moment. We concentrate on the role we play. It would be a nightmare if we forgot how our parts began. I personally have experienced this fear. Thoroughly enjoyed this clever poem! Love, carolyn

Phyllis Babcock

September 9, 2016 at 10:51 PM

Well written piece Daver. love phyl

Connie Marcum Wong

September 8, 2016 at 4:27 PM

I see this as intense concentration on his part he wishes to do as perfectly as possible so he needs complete concentration.Excellent Daver. 7 ; )

Michelle Mac Donald

September 1, 2016 at 6:22 PM

To the Maestro waving his magical wand, he might wish to turn him into an amphibian, then ask him to frog off? "and how does his part begin?", With a croak? Today I got mail from 3 of my favorite people.:) Now I am reading "IOMINDIA", if you were this Virtuosa, the Maestro would drop his baton to hug you. Since he's unable, I will! HUGS, and thank you!! Love, Mikki

Daver Austin

September 2, 2016 at 11:20 AM

Iomindia - Hope you enjoy. My days of smoking and drinking are long over, but I've never written better poetry. Those were the days when I was up tight all the time, mostly because I hated teaching and playing concerts was a horror. Pressure is devastating for me. Hope you are feeling fine. Now a fine big hug for you. daver