Monday, August 25, 2008

Act

Pull the curtains back
To reveal act 1
The scene plays out
While the characters are undone
You find personal connections
With the ones you find most comforting
The scene ends finalizing the story line
Writers and set designers
Sitting in a little room
Filled with books and paper
Books full of love and paper filled with stories
All deciding to find the perfect way
The perfect way for him to steal her heart.
Act 2 begins with a loving family on the river
The scene develops into a tragedy
You feel sympathy for some
Others pain
Others Happiness
You divulge and wither while the action continues
Keeping you on the edge of your seat
Act 2 ends with the confession of a horrible act
Intermission comes
Time to reconnect with reality
Act 3 starts on a starry night
A beautiful balcony and a love struck pair
A betrayal comes next
Tears fall with a hard depression
A damsel in distress
A daring prince
The prince battles the evil
The damsel awaits her rescue
The scene ends with a standing applause
The curtain falls and the cast takes a bow
Flowers and admiration flow to the stage
You walk out the door discussing the beautiful performance
Promising to come again
The promise of tomorrow

Tuesday, August 19, 2008

Inspiration

These are the days of inspiration
The best we've ever had
Take my hand and we'll leave our foot prints in the sand
Beautiful prints ready to tell a story
A story about love
Printing out a map
A map that goes to every curve of the incandescent body
The wind whirling through the water
The rain hitting the clouds
A ripple in the water
A distorted picture lost now found
A bubble burst sending waves of confusion across the ground
Jewels hidden in the dirt
Inspiration all around
Lead me through the brilliant sun
Fix what cant be undone
Colors hitting the blank canvas
Moonlight hitting the sun
Mass production turning and hitting the tree
The roots far into our lives
Interfering with all we have
Holding it all together in the other half
These are the days of inspiration
The best we've ever had
Take my hand and we'll leave our foot prints in the sand
Until they wash away with the endless water
Wind whirling through the glass
Rain hitting the clouds
Inspiration all around
Foot prints on the ground