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THE COMEDIANS' TRAGEDY

THE COMEDIANS’ TRAGEDY 

My role is that of the Court Jester 
also known as the Tudor Harlequin Clown, 
I am much more than just a set of jokes 
in front of audience members.
I wish to be a Shakespearean actor 
but that is a fact nobody remembers.
To perform in tragedies, 
to make the spectators not laugh but frown.
Anything from playing Romeo to Macbeth 
while wearing his bloody crown!
The theatre life I want! Not the court life which is 
as cold as the air in December.
I have tried time and time again but not prevailed. 
I need to succeed by this new September.
I auditioned for many characters, 
even Lady Macbeth while wearing her bloody gown!

At last, a new audition has come
up for a new Shakespeare play!
If I fail, what shall 
I do hereafter?
After acting my heart out for the audition, 
my mouth turned to the taste of morello.
To hear what I had been cast as that day;  
am I bound to a life of laughter?
I find myself playing the 
Clown from the tragedy of Othello…

ACTORS BIOGRAPHY

ACTORS BIOGRAPHY 

____  ____ is an actor most famous 
for his role as John Smith on the TV series Unnamed. 

He is from the UK and started his 
career having minor roles in small 
touring stage productions for a year. 

From 2023, he was cast as a 
supporting role in a West End 
production of Transient at the 
Evanescence Theatre. 

Migrating from the stage to the 
screen, he had some uncredited 
parts in short-lived television 
shows. 

In 2024, John Smith was a role that 
he auditioned for. Initially, the role
was offered to another actor but 
was turned down due to them 
having to go into rehabilitation. 

He worked on Unnamed until his 
sudden firing from the show in 
2026. Little is known about the 
reason for this. However, it could 
be linked to his current issues with 
tax avoidance and alcoholism. 

After a measly four year career, he 
is no longer working in the industry.

Premium Member A Swell Night out

To the theatre went me and my pal
For a concert that turned out to be swell
We listened to a fab lady singer
Who left us with memories that linger.

The singer came down the steps, off the stage
A request to the audience she made
"Would someone wish to come and sing for me"
It was me put my hand up instantly.

Agreed I’m no singer, but it was dark
I sang out loud from somewhere in my heart
It was a magical moment in time
The enchanted night was meant to be mine.

I’d had the best hours of my life ever
Unrepeatable moments to treasure
People came to dance with me in the aisle
Saying I should be on stage all the while.

It was my moment, never to repeat 
'Twas sensational, to say the very least
That momentous night still stays in my head
The unrepeatable moment, so blessed, so blessed.


Premium Member Space Hog

What’s that in the sky?
It is a plane, is it a bird?
No, it is Space Hog
Flying his magic Persian carpet
Wearing his bacon red cape.
Space Hog to the rescue again!
Delivering wavering Muslims and Jews
To the breakfast of their dreams.
In this way the world is made a better place
One serving at a time.

(2/2/26)

Premium Member At this stage '

Here we are at the lunatic age..That cavorts upon
Its  tempoal stage.. twenty first 
birthday foolishness.Is manifest; in chronalogical millenial immoral
Guise..In which none confess. All the tools of betterment, are  used by fools.' We bask in blue light luminous, chaos rules.'
Read truth and lies, both day and night
Reality now is (a state..) Ungoverned lawfully its
Awfull.. Often wickedly driven.' The cliff is looming..' and below the abyss ' kiss the Son before the final'e, Choose His Eternal bliss '

Theatre Of Power

Theatre Of Power

Arena of no sentiment 
Only strategy and interest 

The labour room of lies
Where deceit is given birth to 
Ripe and matured 

No one is important 
Everyone is fulfilling an interest 
You are as relevant as the interest you are fulfilling 

At the theatre of power 
Only greed for power plays
Blood and water do not flow in the veins of the players
Only selfish interest does 

In the game
You either play 
Or get played 

In the theatre of power 
You only know what you are told 
And you can get away with anything 
As long as you can keep your mouth shut
Or you know someone who knows someone that knows someone in the realms of powers that be.


Call it a Family

Life grew bland, banal, other B words
she said I need to gather a troupe
of like-minded sufferers
set up some auditions, form
a select band
we'll workshop the basics
characters, costumes

And then we'll act out the rest of our lives together
no need for cameras
or an audience
call it pure theatre
oh the dramas we will have

No it won't be any stranger than
singing in the parlour for friends
without a microphone, a paying crowd
you can call it the folk tradition

Theatre

Theatre 

Something happens I can't explain
It feels enclosed quite like a train
Within its wall you are truly set free
To be yourself or who you want to be It's like, let's pretend, or dressing up
Childlike feelings, they fill your cup
Escaping, distracting the daily grind
You can leave your worries all behind
Rehearsing, sets and stage lights
The anticipation of opening nights
A team feeling for those not so sporty
Rare chance for adults to act naughty 
A sense of purpose shared with all
Commitment, a time to stand up tall
Drama, thriller, it is always a farce
Mischief and tears, acting an **** 
If you act with respect to all around
A home from home is easily found
In our theatres, dreams come true
This beautiful place is open to you.

Premium Member Cheap Theatre

The confirmation hearings are lowbrow theatre.
Wolf packs of C actors and bitter stone-throwers.
Getting off by degrading, disgracing, and humiliating.
Transparency and truth are a pale afterthought.

Do let your children watch the theatre, though....
Explain that this is how not to treat another human being.

Then take them to a playground.
Leave your cell phone behind.
Let them teach you the art of playing all over again.

Premium Member Night trains' theatre

Night trains' theatre

Saturday to Sunday, after midnight going home, the restaurant closed
Walk to the station, get on Bond Street, the train works, takes me home, 
Change at Baker Street from Jubilee line to Metropolitan line,  fast walk

In the stations and subways walked people cheerfully, men and women
Time after night, hmm, happy people traveled in the carriage, past time
Hmm, bombastic amazing ladies, they talked cheerfully and just laughed

Night Train movie, this is one of the theatres in my life. Watching the life,
on the trains. People, passengers, young, old, different nationalities
Hmm, colorful existence is a tale in life. Nothing, everything is life.

Wembley Park Station
Arriving to home
The theatre closed

An Actor's Life

At three 'o clock this afternoon,
A shaft of light pierced my room.
Curtains flung back as I arise:
An actor's life I do surmise!

Working halls and live theatre,
Singing songs in every meter.
Playing Hamlet, then a clown,
Each week it changes in this town.

Tonight my accent is deep Fen,
My entrance scene is played again.
People come to see me ramble,
I am a cop; Inspector Randall. 

Bungling cases, then success:
Miss Marple would be so impressed!
I love the clapping of the crowd,
We take our bow, feeling proud.

Then travelling home in my old car
To see my kitten, Balthazar.
The night is cold, it's nearly three,
My kitten is here, on my knee.

I sip some vino, 'Espanol',
The kitten thinks I am his doll.
Razor needles pierce my skin,
But I am calm deep within.

Night owls hoot, it is bedtime,
I finish off my blood-red wine.
Take Balthazar his little toy,
To watch him play is such a joy.

I say goodnight and shut the door
Thinking of tonight's applause:
An aged actor's life to stay.
Tomorrow it's a matinée.

Idols of the Theatre

Idols of the theatre, 
Glamour of the pages, 
Bloom of the meadow, 
Glitz of the stage. 

They're trailed by lights, 
They're haloed and followed, 
They're embraced by the day, 
They're diamonds in the sky. 

It’s not about their sizes, 
It’s about the power they wield, 
It’s not about the stage, 
It’s about their dominance of its space.

Gloom seems to be far from their room,
They seem to have found the missing piece in the puzzle, 
Fortune has smiled on them, 
They're in the glory realm.

Premium Member Drive In Theatre

A shopping mall resides where the drive-in theatre used to be
After a long week of school excitement builds for the movie we are going to see 
My girlfriend awaits my arrival out on the grass
Trying to spare me from another lecture from her dad happy to pass
The gates open the big screen awaits
Feature film a love story surely to impress my date
Exiting the car into the cold night air
I return with an assortment of goodies for us to share 
Horns start honking the speaker starts to vibrate
Trumpeting a night of fun I can hardly wait 
Let the show begin as our bodies slide closer together 
Another great night at the movies sure to remember

Premium Member Theatre

The lines are well rehearsed
The blocking to perfection
No curtain yet to elevate 
Audience anticipation 

A gentle mist wafts across
The scene is set and ready 
Our actors find a mark
Low voices slow and steady

We witness fighting
Friendship, love, a tangle of emotion
The heart it lifts or falls in time
Betrayal and devotion

Death and life parade before
A story twisty-turny
The hero has to test his heart
Through convoluted journey

All characters are woven
The plot line slowly thickens 
A tribute to the tellers
Whether Shakespeare, Brecht or Dickens

An interval, a time to breathe
Reset the scene and go
Refresh, review, reconnect
Then on we must; This Show 

Jinjagoliath
23rd September

Movie Theatre Basement

I get off thinking about the terrible things
The thirty-three year old dead beat
Might do to me
In the movie theatre’s basement.

I think about the best ways
That I could cheat on my girlfriend.

My girlfriend would cry.
Sob really.
Moan and groan and tear me limb from soft limb.
And I’d have a smile on my face in a post-****** bliss.

In my fantasies, men can get me off.
Men would want me to be happy. 
That’s what it’s like in my fantasies. 

Where men are kind
And they love me
And they see me as valuable 
In whatever way they choose.

That I am not a child to bear
But a person to know

So I’ll dream about the
Movie theatre basement.
Even when there are warm hands 
and a warmer heart waiting for me at home.

Because in my mind’s eye 
I am not afraid

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