Intermission over
Where have you been
The urgency in your voice
On nights when your missing me
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'Painting pictures of you on the ceiing's tiles'... Lol. It is truly my pleasure to have stumbled upon such an incredible writer! You are truly amazing Susan!
I FELL INTO YOUR CRESCENDO / THINKING I KNEW THIS PLOT. And there go I as well as you, and probably all of the people who will read this poem and nod their heads as I did when they recognize its truth to reality. The metaphor of LIFE AS A STAGE is winningly handled in this poem, because it shows the excitement and joy in the First Act of a new relationship, but also shows it is the Second Act which verifies whether or not these emotions will be amplified, or will wither thru neglect. I would like to think that will happen in this situation! But that may be evidence of how persistent the desire for significant connection is, it's deep in our psyches to hope that even a tenuous beginning will flourish in the end! !
I visualize you hanging from a harness arms aching from your painting frenzy while splashing painted smiles on lilywhite ceiling tiles
Act Two Curtain raises Artist takes his brush begins to paint pictures you again
Watching with a yearning hope I'm sure... wonderfully penned... delightful in it's feeling of anticipation... Touché to you and your pen dear poet!
What a lovely poem. I do so revel in its thoughts. Adeline