Night at the theatre

Lines rehearsed
Lips duly immersed
In words and time
Mirror checked
There was no faults
Stage 'tis lit
Patrons do sit
Tipsy actors
Go to backstage exit
The lights go dim
A child starts to whim
The orchestra tunes its chord
The very young quickly bored
The actors now pronounce
The lines fall off their mouth
Like windy days
This night it's just a maze
Of their sweet work
My pleasure in their toil
Their purple curtain is unearthed

My night is bliss
If by chance I never
Do this again
Oh but how I wish and ache
To go to theatre once again
To see the actor
And their faded lines at stake
And feel the oh royal atmosphere
And clap as they leave me
Gasping in pure mauve breaths
That dance around my earrings
Tinkling in dark stillness here

The universe is right tonight
I saw the play on stage this night
Lit up so pure satin white
And the gowns and jewels that
All adorned
Had felt the skin on someone warm
Their sweat and toil no memory loss
In theatre grandeur here
The hair on my back nape
It stood up
Like a happy happy tear
That knows its place
For something oh so special near

Reviews

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

Thank you Jacob
For your interesting review

[jacob erin-cilberto]

really fun....i was in a couple plays....no comparison to the feelings of waiting to go on stage----and the reactions to live performance....you capture it nicely.
j.

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

Only been a few times love it