Red Velvet Curtains
by Shay White
Thursday, August 11, 2011
Rated "G" by the Author.
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The dream of playing an unforgettable role.
Sparkling in the lights of the silver screen.
Forging a new, life changing destination.
Strutting upon a well-worn stage, dimly lit in a musty theater.
Rehearsing endlessly for dramatic passion, or for angst.
Cues from a commanding voice within the shadows, frighten.
Tenacious enough to endure the frequent rejections,
tirelessly waiting in the wings to become perhaps,
the next Marilyn or Montgomery incarnation.
Hopes of becoming a bright star loom large, and yet,
easily become entangled within the tattered threads,
of the heavily faded, red velvet curtains.
© Shay White
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|Reviewed by Gene Williamson
|A standing ovation for this one, Shay. -gene.|
|Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
|"Rehearsing endlessly for dramatic passion, or for angst.
Cues from a commanding voice within the shadows, frighten."
I have been a spectator in rehearsals enough to understand exactly what these two lines mean.
Loved the complete poem, Shay, but were just touched more by these two lines.