The Conductor tap!A Poem by Barnstein
The conductor taps
The curtains up Lights dim! Anticipation hangs The actors move positions choreographed Lines spoken Meaning hitting the core Time passes The magic weaved All spell bound at ease The end arrives Rounding applause Characters bow More! shouts out loud Audience reluctant to leave Sense of loss Reality returns Another for the memory box © 2018 Barnstein |
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Added on October 22, 2018 Last Updated on October 22, 2018 |