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Curtain Call
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I find my self the observer watching
Watching everyone play their role

I only have bit parts right now
My major life role is over
There was no curtain call
Just over

So, I observe
Watch and observe how he looks
How she speaks
How they act out the roles
It all seems so staged
So mechanical
Without impact on me

I am in the footlights watching
No one seems to notice
Notice that I donít have a role now
I had suddenly woke up
The play was over
My role over

There had been too many directors
Telling me what to do, how to look
What to say, what to feel
I played the role
Yet, the role was not me
And now it is over

So, I watch feeling more real
Not playing a role
Not knowing what role to play
Not wanting to play a role
Yet, I feel more real watching
Waiting for the players to cue me

The players occasionally invite me in
I donít follow their script
I donít follow any script anymore
Since, I donít have a role

I keep watching and waiting
Asking myself
ďAm I waiting for a new role?Ē
ďAm I waiting for a new director?Ē

I feel like I am waiting
But I think I have arrived
It is not a glamorous role
It is just real life
A stage cannot support it.

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Reviewed by Richard Bowers 12/22/2012
It begins it. I have been here before, as I could tell.
For finding: that myself I have reborn
But not seen, is forever to persist
To gather around the seasons of space with the everlastingness of event
With the layered energy as it is made of things.
Into the logical fiber of the tribute: a thought arises
And stays on course, slowly progressing, not done.
By fear: the fear thatís been since forever,
In the same space the inseparable normal good
Being passed through mankind
Came accessible to me: I fade into remoteness
Reviewed by Chuckie Finn 9/10/2004
I believe we are all thespians in some respect..even an understudy is waiting in the wings if you look behind you..A very entertaining and thought provoking poem!

Best Wishes,
Reviewed by Sally Montoye (Reader) 10/26/2002
Gosh, can I relate to this. Thanks for the good read! Blessings to you.
Reviewed by megan t 10/26/2002
Beautiful and deep and extremely well-written.. WOW. from one actor to another, I loved every word of this..


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