The Stage Is Set

a poem

by Anne G

The stage is set

the curtain falls

behind the scenes

the actor preps

The hearbeat quickens

my mouth goes dry

beads of moisture

hands and brow

Lines rehearsed

props prepared

the time has come

to hit the mark

 Last call is made

Act I begins

"take your place

and break a leg"

I lay my heart

upon my sleeve

emotions spent

I end my speech

The sounds of silence

fill  the air

time stands still

I dare not care

Applause erupts

excitement grows

bravo, brava

encore please

All doubts and fears

begin to melt

I take a bow

in gratitude


Anne G

Anne G

Why write?
I write because I am:
Driven to distraction by the inequities of the society in which we live.
Motivated by cruelty, abuse, ignorance and indifference.
My intention: To poke, prod and provoke!
"Moderation is a fatal thing. Nothing succeeds like excess." - Oscar Wilde
Anne G

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