Short Footlights Poems
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Woefully, the footlights dim,
the magic fades—the chorus grim
A curtain falls as memory fades,
the ending near—one last charade
(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2019)
Behind the walls
of his fantasy
an actor played his role
dishonest in death
dishonest in life
face like ashen coal
Taking the stage
left, center, and right
soliloquy to fawn
each pleading rehearsed
all truth in reverse
—footlights dark and gone
(Dreamsleep: Octopber, 2021)
Puss cat had the zoomies
By the moon she sang.
The stars blazed like footlights
for a meow band set.
Mic held aloft in paws
she pranced atop a tree
and supped a bowl of whiskey
Her voice was tiddly woo.
Snowy owls played gentle games
with backing choirs of mice
who twanged the golden whiskers
of that punk, feline lead.
Seven pearls robbed
Ceramic contrivances replete
with squatter rights
entombing deep necrosis
for an Oscar appearance
staged and blanched
choreographed photoshoppery
of Cheshire cats
faux poses and grins
for psychedelic strobes
beneath neon footlights
and synchronised clatter
of frenzied palms
rhythmic and rigid
Politburo manoeuvres.
Where are all the great patrons
Throw me a hook you fishers of men
That I might be caught and eaten
by the audience beyond the footlights
That my blood be spilled on pages
and canvas in prescribed portion
Afford me the flame of arrogance
to believe that my own hand
in the fire of creation touches wonder
and maybe God himself
Fantasy in a red gown
Face as beautiful as dawn
Figure to make men weep
Filling the Met with my voice
Feeling the music soar
Finding high C with ease
Flowing, soaring, caressing
Fascinating the audience
Fabulous final aria
Footlights up, flowers, curtain calls
Oh..to sing at the Metropolitan Opera
For the Fantasy Character contest...
Fantasy in a red gown
Face as beautiful as dawn
Figure to make men weep
Filling the Met with my voice
Feeling the music soar
Finding high C with ease
Flowing, soaring, caressing
Fascinating the audience
Fabulous final aria
Footlights up, flowers, curtain calls
Oh..to sing at the Metropolitan Opera
For Christie’s Fantasy contest
Unfortunately, I can’t sing a note.
Once the curtain is down
All lights then turn to dim
Music slowly trails off
As the self bows back in
Moments of reflection
Memory becomes faint
When the thrill has left you
And you wipe off the paint
You think of what it was
That you have then just done
Knowing all it has meant
Amazed if you had fun
You aren't even quite sure
If you'll keep going on
In search of more footlights
To brighten your soul song
81 Words Rhyme 4/20/22