Short Marceau Poems

In
an
art of
expression-
king of pantomime.

Tribute to Marcel Marceau...

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Remembrance of « Creation » 1963 (MM)
(Marcel Marceau 1963)

Face white-clown-painted 
hands crossing invisibility
in a white-gloved glissade

a soft, silent shifting, 
a step-slide 
over non-existent windows, walls and doors

a glide into gesture

into signing
a seeking

into a stirring
a knowing 
a genesis 

the stage, his staging
the spotlight on 
in a spotlit silence...

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The words you use have a serraded edge
they cause the deepest damage 
they also  take the longest time to heal 
speak with kindness in your heart 
As words can wound , meant or not
whether said in the heat of battle
or delivered from a cold heart 
the pain is the same the wound as deep 
speak gently in a measured tongue
leave expletives unsaid and exclamation unused
use the language of Marcel Marceau....

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COMATOSE

Some call it verse without the rhyme 
Marcel Marceau without the mime 
The wasted words get joined in prose 
and leave me mostly comatose..... 

Yes busted prose is comatose 
like coffins in a hearse 
modern verse is for the crows 
for making nests or worse... 

so proze for those that wind it so,
just can't get a handle on it,
the modern world loves it though,
i just can't place the grommet.

Don Johnson 12-jul-11...

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