(written upon entering an off-season Renaissance Faire grounds for auditions for this year--the contrast between the on and off season atmosphere spoke to me....)
A cold wind blows through
a deserted lane--
where once enchanted bowers
stood.
Desolated ruins lean
in weary consultation
dreaming of glory past.
Whispered conversations
of ghosts
lost in old translation.
Soon...soon....
A breath of warmth sighs through
the shivering trees--
where now abandoned campfires
wait.
Brilliant spires rise
in joyous inspiration
hungry for esteem to come.
Shouted exultations
of spirits
found in new incarnations.
A homonymless man writes shows what it's like to look up the laid he skirts when you’re lying prone(d) to the sidewalk, beer / joint / needle dangling from your hand /lips / arm.
'Better Without You'is a compelling narrative that explores the complexities of an affair, hidden secrets, and abuse. It also highlights a daughter's heartfelt journey as she cares for her mother who is battling dementia.
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