Advertisements

The Encore

I was standing off stage

Just rehearsing my part

Love lines tempered with age

And the scars on my heart

 

Standing room only

Flashed across my forehead

The crowd was so lonely

When the passion was dead

 

Then you walk into my eyes

With no script in your hand

And with your words improvise

Something my heart understands

 

You play me like Shakespeare

From a script we’ve both read

Of a dream we both feared

In our hearts which were dead

 

Now we stand face to face

With no cliff notes in hand

And with our fingers erase

The pain and fear on command

 

All the players have gone

And the silence is sweet

As you and I stand alone

We bring the crowd to its feet

  

Sharon Lynn Van Meter

Copyright 2005

Advertisements

About sharonsharinginsights

Namaste'! I write poetry, stories, essays, reviews, editorials, screenplays, lyrics.....you get the idea! I love to write. I graduated from UI&U in Vermont, U.S. with BA in Writing and Literature with a concentration in Women's Studies. I was chosen and interviewed as local artist for my writing on local online college magazine HOWL (circa 2003). My writings have been published in several genres and I have won numerous awards for my poetry. I am desirous of having my own collection of poetry and/or other writings published in my OWN book. I am passionate about women's issues, romance, love and a great number of benevolent causes. I am pretty passionate about almost anything that is NOT mundane or boring. I write from my soul (cliche' I know). Most of my work has been published and/or copyrighted (all either or both). My goal, again, is to publish a book of poetry, short stories, a novel, novellas, another song (collaborating with someone who writes music...hello, out there?)....OK more later, and thank you for checking me out! Sharon View all posts by sharonsharinginsights

One response to “The Encore

  • The Encore « sharon sharing insights

    […] The Encore. Share this:TwitterFacebookMoreLinkedInPinterestStumbleUponTumblrLike this:LikeBe the first to like this. This entry was posted on Sunday, October 14th, 2012 at 9:45 pm and posted in POETRY. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed. « My Final paper for First Semester at UI&U on Women’s studies […]

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

Support

WordPress.com Support

Jamie Lee's Crystal Connection

A Forum of News, Support and Education for the Transgender Community

Hiking Photography

Beautiful photos of hiking and other outdoor adventures.

Jules' Fuel

Fueling lifestyle wellness & purpose.

sethsnap

Photographs from my world.

the hour of soft light...

How do I know what I think until I see what I say? (E.M. Forster)

Rawclyde's Code Room

On the alert for Love Peace & Freedom...

Books by Sharmishtha Basu

My (e) Books in Amazon Kindle n Createspace

The Mind of RD REVILO

Conscious Thought: Driven by Intelligent Awareness

Poetry and Musings

by: Kathleen Stevens

Words Becoming

This WordPress.com site is the bee's knees

Memoirs of a Dragon

Dragon Thoughts and Quantum Musings

Catherine G. Vilbrun

Capturing Life With The Immortality Of Words

It Rains... You Get Wet

Still more lazy thoughts from this one...

rad infinitum

politics, pilgrimage, pop culture, poetry.

Relationship Reinvented

Reinvent your innocence to Reinvent your Relationships... Love Deeply

The Daily Post

The Art and Craft of Blogging

The Wonders Of Writing

All about writing, poetry and more!

A Ghost Town Called Love

haunted by Rawclyde!

%d bloggers like this: