Thursday, September 17, 2009

Life, a stage?





Extending his exposure to the limelight,
He stood silent, deep in thought,
Seeking a remedy, for him a respite,
Firm hands in his hips, sleep he fought.

Conformed he hadn’t, often, to norm,
Scofflaw, he however, wasn’t thus far,
Multitude of roles, he had to perform
In the plum of his career, he was a czar.

Real and reel, for him was a blur,
A confection of truth and lies hover,
A pittance of love, for him would stir,
A denouncement of all of his in clover.

He sought for substance all along,
A husk of triviality was his life, he felt,
Snapped out of his reverie, by a song,
Life as an actor was something to be dealt!



11 comments:

  1. Patrick Swayze was a great actor, wasn't he? On my rounds many have made tributes for him. He'll be missed.

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  2. Nice weave of the words and good use of form. I like your rhymes and half rhymes.

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  3. dont usually like rhyming or form...however I really like what you have done here..very nice

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  4. Hello J.S.

    I particularly liked:
    "Real and reel, for him was a blur,
    A confection of truth and lies hover"

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  5. From Therese B. at RWP -- Your poems are very easy on the eye, very legible on the page. Thank you for your careful design of font and background. I love that that the title of this poem is a question. The poem answers the question.

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  6. I really like the way you save the revelation for the end.

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  7. A nice one. Miniature version of All the world's a stage?

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