Audition Poems - Poems about Audition

With the window of the mind opened; Birds yodel, and solemnly reveal, All universal secrets......

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Why does she know laying our music down raises musicality reality up? Does she also know why my lips prefer to sing in resonant Oh, Oooooooh... oozing round O's and singular Ah's free of mapping static lyrics Lines sung hung rung right or wrong, good marching when uniform, bad when too shy of improvising bold multiculturing unity Harmony musing amusing spontaneous drifts and rifts of EarthTribe's light bright woke-up out loud power focus Searching out deep whole-sum liturgies of octaved...

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They examined me with tape measures in their eyes as I entered superimposing famous female faces over my own in their minds like pictures printed on clear plastic sheets placing one atop another onto an overhead projector my teachers used years ago in the classroom contemplating the magic of makeup the limits of lighting I could see in their stares what I’d...

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What I never say is Should be a question on a game show quiz Did I tell you about the time Standing in line Only to find myself most likely declined Since I did not have the right look Wanted in the casting book What I never say...

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They all sit there lined up in a row Not knowing when exactly when to go Decisions are made on the image they are looking for As the applicants mumble at the door. Mommas got cash Let those pass The Agent said Wondering if they knew how to play dead underneath the bed. Here comes...

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The poet hears silence; in the eyes of grief within the clouds motif in the falling leaf of the haiku,brief...

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Infamous girl you sank to a grave dug with a silver spoon infamous girl you drag your dress across an ill fated field lit by the moon Lure you, comfort you, f-ck you, toss you put this cycle on repeat, spin in your own spit This is a damning of the innocent hearts turned noir Bang out of your intentions, or...

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"I'll not hold onto scraps of paper love notes folded origami brain confetti from last year I'll not hold on, (for long) my dear I'll not hide secret dried up flowers slips of some things 'till tomorrow never sipping sweet fruition for it seems, my intuition proved me wrong again. I'll not remember your cologne or spray it on when you're not home and while I'm...

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People die and people live, People take and people give. Some take more and some take less, standing on the line, putting their courage to the test. Standing and waiting till that day, where courage alone will not be there to stay. Living life till the end, with unexpected bends. Do I turn right or do I turn left, drowning in sorrow and bereft. Internal...

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