Twilight Theatre
Candy-cane colors swirl;
a twister of confection can
sweep through my dreams, anytime.
The sweeter the dreams,
the sweeter is the nightly intermission;
making the anticipation of the play’s end,
a tastier treat.
The dinner theatre of the dreaming mind has,
many plays and many actors.
Time spend in peridot fields, turquoise rivers and agate deserts can, produce myriads of scripts
for, actors familiar and a good meal that,
no king or queen would turn away.
Attendance is mandatory, though the actors volunteer;
the script writers remain anonymous; it’s the actors that get the story across to the guests, anyway.
In the light of day, play scenarios are relived but,
well-prepared theatre goers overcome easily,
all of the day-mares.
Copyright © M. L. Kiser | Year Posted 2014
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