John Anderson Poet Free verse

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Wordplay In Three Act Nods

Act 1

Lights dim, a pregnant pause for silence to bedim.
A nod, then curtain rises, lights and eyes pries
Scene 1 to open with actors all set in pose enfrozen.
Called to action by director's wink, blink, nod of head.

Act 2

The play pans out as script reels unwind
Cued and checked by prompter nodding in the wings
Lest lines in memory slip and free fall
To crash in ad-libbed blabbered blusters.

Act 3

With a nod, last scene folds and curtain falls.
All actors scurry and clamber back on stage
For curtain call or calls, until claps subside satisfied.
One last nod calls it over, and actors slink off stage to wings

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Charlie Smith April 10, 2017 at 10:06 PM Good slink was appropriate... I did like the piece. John Anderson April 10, 2017 at 10:27 PM My inspiration is "Under Milk Wood" A radio play by Dylan Thomas "It is spring, moonless night in the small town, starless and bible-black, the cobblestreets silent and the hunched, courters'-and-rabbits' wood limping invisible down to the sloeblack, slow, black, crowblack, fishingboatbobbing sea." The town is Llaregyb (spell it backwards). Poems should jangle: see https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/mister_joe_jangles_813798 Cheers John Anderson April 10, 2017 at 10:26 PM My inspiration is "Under Milk Wood" A radio play by Dylan Thomas "It is spring, moonless night in the small town, starless and bible-black, the cobblestreets silent and the hunched, courters'-and-rabbits' wood limping invisible down to the sloeblack, slow, black, crowblack, fishingboatbobbing sea." The town is Llaregyb (spell it backwards). Poems should jangle: see https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/mister_joe_jangles_813798 Cheers John Anderson April 10, 2017 at 10:25 PM My inspiration is "Under Milk Wood" A radio play by Dylan Thomas "It is spring, moonless night in the small town, starless and bible-black, the cobblestreets silent and the hunched, courters'-and-rabbits' wood limping invisible down to the sloeblack, slow, black, crowblack, fishingboatbobbing sea." The town is Llaregyb (spell it backwards). Poems should jangle: see https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/mister_joe_jangles_813798 Cheers

Charlie Smith April 10, 2017 at 10:04 PM To rave reviews, no doubt...

Charlie Smith April 10, 2017 at 9:51 PM And what of worth,,, John Anderson April 10, 2017 at 10:03 PM Wordsworth