Stage Poems - Poems about Stage

...Paris was the perfect place To start these summer games, From the opening flotilla To the lighting of the flames. Instead of an arena, Athletes floated down the Seine, Waving flags and wearin......Read the rest...

...Elsie Marley was a playful, middle child, with five sparkling siblings, Living on emerald, Willow Brook Farm, underneath skies very citron. Everyone in the family lent a hand, at skillful......Read the rest...

...THREE STEPS We’re getting close to when the bubble may burst But hold on a moment, that is not even the worst As now there’s no chance left of it being reversed Do they know we are approaching ......Read the rest...

... On a rough jagged rock, I sit high above a waterfall whose roar is loud...yet soothing it pours upon the large rocks below in a violent rush mushrooming up, bubbling mists of rain that......Read the rest...

...I (a youthsome, wholesome, jokesome, handsome,... gamesome, chucklesome, bothersome, and awesome modest fellow)... does not deliberately court immortalization, and wonders what criteria confer el......Read the rest...

...In the twilight hours, a sense of eerie panic drapes the land, A silent fear, like a shadow of a forgotten truth, Uncertainty whispers through the crumbling walls of once-reliable faiths, Institut......Read the rest...

...Agonizing shrieks, -lips curl, wink* before I was weak, -savage entity spellbound dreams, -madness deity grotesque fusing. -ruler of the fray Gaaaaaaaaaaahhhhh! Apoc......Read the rest...

...Life as a Rat Yes, every city is a labyrinthine cage woven from streets seen from celestial heights, but also – from the silken threads of your habits: The paths you follow, or avoid, the cafes ......Read the rest...

...Looking out the window at the world, I wonder, Is there a consciousness that permeates every living cell, Something that stitches together all life into a vast symphony, Singing a score written by......Read the rest...

...In the quietness of dusk, when shadows stretch long over the fields of memory, Memories rise like reflected ghosts, wandering through the labyrinth of thoughts, Taking me back to the times of child......Read the rest...

...In the tapestry of our civilized world, we are all forever caught in conflict, Endlessly striving to harmonize the opposing demands Of culture and nature, of ego and body, of duty and pleasure. Fo......Read the rest...

...Where were you when the wind starts to blow? Where you when you I created the show, where were you when my hands were stiff, where were you when I got stuck in the ditch? I have been crying for he......Read the rest...

...Had a dream about doctors, and broken bones, and needles, All the while listening to Bob Dylan and the Beatles. Though they never shared the stage I had won the front row seat, ......Read the rest...

...It doesn’t matter where It’s not about who The spotlight The stage Theatrical Words beyond what world sees and hears Words uncertain Tomorrow unseen Words through suggestions Cushion of no c......Read the rest...

...I picture mind as an immense seaside, Thoughts as random waves soon to fade away As does a rising and receding tide, Like weeds, what they leave survive welcome stay. At times there endures s......Read the rest...