The Act, The Actor And Director(Me, Myself and I)

Inspired by "Edge Of Thorns" and "When The Crowds Are Gone", both by Savatage.

 

There is a beautiful garden

Created inside the theater,

A set built 

Inside my mind.

Keeping my balance

As I walk between the rows

So I don’t crush

The seeds I’ve sewn

Based on your powers of persuasion.

I’m blinded by the light

That shines on you

Engaged in a solo performance,

Acting on improv

On a stage built for an ensemble…

I directed…

You dictated…

My vision

Becomes your glory

Till the final bow

When you’re graced with bouquets

 And I bleed from the thorns.

In the end

When the lights go out

Those roses wilt

But my red stain will remain

For eternity.

Reviews

[Helen Woodward]

A deep and rich analogy, very unusual and striking metaphors Dale. Well thought out with good delivery.
These lines are fabulous;
And I bleed from the thorns.

In the end

When the lights go out

Those roses wilt

But my red stain will remain

For eternity.

Sewn (Sown)
Kudos Dale...

Cheers :-)

[Stacey Watts]

Wow this was very powerful read. This is amazing. I like the depth to this and the way the poem reads with sadness and heartache emotion. The meataphors are very rich. Very well done.

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life is a play..and we are the players...a power analogy..the metaphors weaved into every line..a interesting and clever 'play' on words :)

[Cherry Blossom]

This is beautiful writing thats all I can say because your words took the words away love it

[April Child]

And so it does, I haven't found anything to get that stain out as yet! The bitter and the sweet. Nice piece, like the scene you set here.

[Poetic Beauty]

this is a deep poem that you can take many ways. One is that of a religious point of view talking about Jesus in a new creative way or this could be a poem of a man's love for a woman who shreds his heart in the final scene. great creative unique write. I would love to know what this is actually about. The flow is smooth and the imagery is picture perfect in my mind.

[Katie Louise Hughes]

Overall, it reminds me of the famous saying and true by Shakespeare-
"All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players."... or something like that. Great job in writing this! :)

[Linda Marie Van Tassell]

When we love, making the one we love happy makes us happy. More often than not, we make them shine but receive no credit (nor do we desire it). Love loves because it loves and doesn't know any other way. It so often happens that we bleed from the thorns, but would we change a thing? I think not. At least, we will remain a red stain for eternity. Maybe we live only to die, to bleed in between.

The sentiment expressed within your poem is lovely.

Linda Marie

[Tina Kline]

The story of our own lives, we are all of it but the observer. And who will remember our lives, not us. Really nice job.

[Liza]

i like the irony - I directed and you dictated...who is following orders?
wonderful poem

[Sheila Kline]

And such inspiration from the two pieces that served as your model has led you to the stage of creativity to deliver a performance that renders applause from the audience......enough that should cause the star to take another bow....expertly crafted with certain lines that prick the finger of the reader to feel the thorns of the roses that wilt and cause your red stains to remain for eternity!
Another wonderful write Dale!!