Empty Stage
Stage lights and curtain calls
Echoes in the shadows of the theatre walls
Words upon a page
Denny breakfasts roused from the music of the night
That beguiles the stage fright to take flight at first light
Our Town, El Dorado theatre corners where camaraderie of friends' bid goodnight
Tin-typed memories lay the scene where:
Our Music Man beckons to believe
Our Man who came to dinner, do we stay or do we go?
Our Working, to reach for the Broadway lights
Our Diviners, to gather at the river of our dreams
Our Oliver, to stand by one another
Our Gypsy, to celebrate that everything is coming up Roses
Our Diary, to still believe in the good
Stage lights and curtain calls
Echoes in the shadows of the theatre walls
Scenes from a time machine
Where spirits of the forgotten past wander unseen
A darkened empty stage waits
And beckons to fate
For the actor to take his place
Stage lights and curtain calls
Echoes in the shadows of the theatre walls
By Shannon McKemie, M.A.
Written: 07-13-2015