theatre (19) place

The dark heady vault’s silent expectant frames
were built to to mystify intrigue and satisfy
a public that expects the textured living rites that
will unfold here, so strangely like but not like
halls where huge walls flicker with persuasive illusion
Here is this dark space royalty will bleed
lovers will fall lifeless from the very stars
angels will shriek the anguish of torn wings
buffoons will cry hot green tears
while mothers mourn their faithless sons
life mysteries will be revealed
all will be simplified you have but to
expect listen watch attend.

Is this the proof of life on this planet
was it here that civilization unfolded
first rising from the fields the dusty
pounded paths while we stopped for explanations
you have but to stop and wait all will be revealed
for here is life explained no mumbo jumbo
only tricks and illusions of truth

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Poet, playwright, duplicate bridge player, website designer, cottager, husband, father, grandfather, former athlete, carpenter, computer helper for my friends, theatre designer, backstage polymath, retired teacher of highschool English, drama, art, a baritone singer in a barbershop quartet, who knows what else? wordcurrents is on Facebook: Doug also has a Facebook page, "Incognitio", related to his novels.
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