Theater
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The lapse is finally found...
No utterance, no sound.
What “love” there was amongst this feud...
Was sorely mistaken & totally rude.
A whisper, a laugh, a killing joke...
A boy prances on the theatre stage
His pirouettes piqued my next mind's page
His pretty face sets my eyes to him
It takes such might to unglue them
He turns, and twists and jumps so high
The lights, they beam down with powerful visibility.
The stage, outstretched and lonely as far as I can see.
The audience, physically unseen, but I’m conscience of their stares.
Up
on stage
all lights and eyes
on me and me alone
Bare myself, my soul
Choose me
my quiet heart voice whispers
Thank you, next
Callbacks
Pitter-patter, hope
List is up
The jump they talk about is not literal.
They tell you that you have to jump.
To take that leap of faith.
I took that leap once.
I put my heart on the line
And I let people see my pride and joy,
Towering mirrors, shining bright
Imposing marble, a milky white
Rich velvets, in richer reds
Abundant gold, etch overhead.
Mon Dieu! Fountainebleau
et Palais Versailles.
always to infinity, I fight the lights that scream (they are so bright!)
Location: The auditorium
Characters: Me?
Purpose: To stop my hands from sweating so much, oh God
this stupid costume itches
A platform for Thespis and song,
I would like to thank the stage.
A barrier from audience and wrong,
I would like to thank the curtain.
A guide off the stage and on,
I would like to thank the lights.
I have shared scenes to yellow lights,
To endless rehearsals and read-throughs,
To all-nighters,
Opening and closing curtains,
Moving furniture,
And hours spent on angles and marking.
I am a politically conscientious, theater-obsessed English nut,
An extrovert with anxiety and an unquenchable taste for scary books and movies,
Life Long Letter
Dear Dreams,
I hope one day you will come true.
That this “life’s work” letter means something to you too.
From the day I stepped on that stage,
you bloomed.
Starlight, stage fright
All the lights on stage are bright.
Acting, packing
A home for an actress is slacking.
Down stage, up stage
Everything feels the same
Roses, poses
She feels overexposes.
The flow of our bodies begins to harmonize
A chorus of grunts and moans crescendos
Urged forth by her begging eyes
Our symphony climaxes behind fogged windows
Iced caramel coffee spills on my shirt
As I maneuver the key to open the door to my happiness
Lights flicker on as they warm up
The glow highlights center stage
The actors arrive at the theater, early but not too early.
Naps are taken, conversations are had.
Reminiscing in last night’s performance.
Food is eaten, but not too much.
The sight
scared me.
The murmuring audience,
the lights turned down
to half,
standing
center stage...
As the sun comes up at the dawn of day
I can't help but wonder how I will stay
Motivated to continue life,
Through all the stress and tears and strife.
But then I remember that there is more
The sun has barely risen,
Do i crawl out of bed?
I have to make a decision.
Should i just play dead?
My bed is so comfortable,
And my class is so cold.
If I were able,
I act to breathe in the gift of life.
I act because a stage is the safest home and the strangest dream, and it welcomes every individual with open arms.
Keeps me on my toes like a dancer
Watch my words curtsey at the end of each line
Enunciating as if my words didn't fall short with country
Not ready to confess, but I'll write
When at the top there's only going down
One becomes stuck
But cannot stay for long
It is better to go down than to be happy forever
Thirty minute call!
Dressed in costume and painted new
Everyone prepares for the show to do
Fifteen minute call!
House lights come up and music too
A signal they have completed their cue to cue
5, 6, 7, 8.Numbers, steps, lines, formations.Again.5, 6, 7, 8.Keep counting,Don't forget to smile,Watch where you're going.
The waiting is the worst part
You wait hours upon hours
To see the cast list go up
The hours go so So SO slowly
You wait and wait and wait
And then you wait some more
He was a beautiful chapter from cover to cover.
Every star crossed moment, I will hold to forever.
The silver letters, the golden pages...
My God, it feels like it has been ages.
Its opening night and I yell “15 Minutes ‘til places”
To my half-dressed half-painted actors in their dressing rooms.
Suddenly the race to get ready begins.
With actors throwing on costumes and reapplying lipstick,
I'm...a theater kid.
It happened by mistake.
once just a class, i didnt want to take.
Now, im obsessed, always wanting more
&, i'm not the shy girl i was once before.Costumes, layerd on top of more.
Raise the curtain
Dim the lights
Take the stage
And shine bright
Play the part
And look to the crowd
Put on your mask
But smile proud
You don't really get to see
what happens behind these scenes
The shifting of bags
the scuttling of feet
powders, balms, lights, and cues
remembering to stand on the tape
meeting your gaze
The lights so bright, I cannot see
And though visibly impaired by this
I know everyone's eyes are on me
Every move I make, they will not miss
Who am I?
In front of the World, I do not know
I used to think I couldn't do it
I used to think it wast me
But to my suprise I must admit
There was no place I'd rather be
The confidence I get onstage
When hundreds of people are hungry for a performance
I look to you,Then to myself,Then to my life,
Past wretched falure upon failure,Bewitched by hollow hopes.
My love never was,It never should have been
The time has come!
My mind races as I wait to see that curtain rise. The one thing that makes me free to be whoever I wish and no one can judge me.
Tick Tick
Tock Tock
Minutes slip away on my clock.
Need some motivation,
The days keep passing while I’m on vacation.
So what keeps me going,
Makes me want to keep growing?
If you're having trouble remembering lines,Just think of this poem and you will be fine,When you're on stage the acting's for real,Just keep on pretending that it's the real deal,
I love the theaterThe muisc, the acting, the emotionThe power to make an audiance laugh or cry Standing on the colored tape, I strut about the stage
Greetings stranger, I am from the O.s. galaxy; many aliens have died in futile attempts to battle. Welcome to my mind, the requiem of of reality.
In the curtain's shadows, I slowly breathe in.
Eyes closed, mind awake, I bring to life
A character who's pain is familiar to mine.
She begs me to bring her story to life,
Cue a wave of gasps from the gallery
As the leading man, up on stage he cries
Emotion pouring into eulogy,
Dead words rising for loves no more alive.
We trip headlong into the tipping tells,
They call me the actress Because I like to speak I’m wild and daring Not calming or meek But beneath this blonde hair dye Stage make-up of rose Are thoughts much more deep Than what people suppose I see my own faults Though you would never guess I
Hey you!
Remember when you told me I was going to be lead actress.
because I was always at rehearsal time and I tried my hardest?
Liar!
You say you dont have favorites, but its obvious you love them more.
My heart's in the theatre, where all my dreams were made
My heart's in the theatre, where those same dreams were laid,
to rest, until I came back and found them once again,
I’m the English nerd
Never having enough Shakespeare on hand
analyzing movie plots as if they were books
wondering if in reality
we are just a story with a destiny
with some author out there
And here lies theater Twenty-Three.
The lights are now dark, the floor is stained.
Yet the brain is alive, just unseen.
It's the Hand, it controls the domain.
But it's gutted, and its thoughts removed.
There is no feeling,
Quite like the moments before you step on stage,
In front of a packed house,
Your stage director looks at you and says,
30 seconds to curtain,
Education is a beautiful thing
But only if you’re doing something useful
Useful
What does that mean?
It means business, science, and math
Or so society says
“What do you Study?” is what I hear
I got introduced to this CREW
When I became a part of DRAMA
It was for my high school PLAY
Some day it feels like i live HERE
As if this is my FIRST
HOME.
