No Curtain Call
Sometimes
when the curtain falls
it never rises again.
No phoenix up
from the ashes
of failure
from the ashes
of failure
or Jesus
resurrected
resurrected
on the third day.
Sometimes
the lights
go out forever
and the stage
is never set again.
The final act
of you and me
was some time ago
and there is no encore
in the works.
The theater of us
has become
an abandoned stage
and the audience
has long since
left, in search
of a new tragedy.
of a new tragedy.
This was written in a fog of 12 year old scotch and the loneliness of another hotel room. In response to the One Shoot Sunday Picture Prompt Challenge
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16 comments:
From fallen phoenix to denied resurrection, the final act finds the curtain closed with authority. Solid. Makes me want to reach for Macallan
Nice poem to go with the prompt.
The theater of us...I love that line. Evocative.
It's not wife or death, it's the stage of the broken hearted. The blues inbued your words along with the booze. I feel it and it's real.
Thanks, Gay
Excellent! Love it! I love how it begins as a kind of broader comment on how some moments/experiences can never recur and then takes an intriguing turn into a narrative about an intimate relationship. I love the lament of it. Great take on the prompt!
nicely play SMG...the tragedy of us...hopefully not a tragecomedy...somethings we can never go back to...best just to burn down the theatre...
the final play of you and me...oh yep I hear you! Great writing
And oh how heavy that curtain can be. The final act of you and me...so fitting for the image. A broken relationship and the mess it leaves. Nice take. Now take some ibuprofin with your coffee.
I'm not sure which I like best -- your poem -- which is fabulous, or your comment about where you wrote it -- which is intriquing!
i really enjoy that you're in for the picture prompts - always glad when i see your name linked up and always curious to see what you brought to the table..great piece steven - esp. loved the last lines with the audience leaving in search for a new tragedy..just like it is..
and you know what ernest hemmingway said..yes..? write drunk - edit sober...so seemed to have worked well with your 12 year old Scotch...smiles
Concise and clear, bitter but not bored,and so redeemed from the merely cynical to the tragic. As Poe said, "The play is the Tragedy, Man..."
Nice use of theatre, literally and metaphorically.
very nice..the theatre of us..great line ...and the constant search for a new tragedy...that always seems to be one of the many causes of humanity....well done..bkm
Solid, theme-focused, realistic-tone piece. Consistently great work, as I've come to expect from you.
There is a sense of hopelessness and abandonment in the photo - and you caught it. Well done, sir.
the easiest way to convey my thoughts on this piece:
I wish I wrote this...
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