Tickets please for the matinee

In the haunted
theatre of mind
moments seated
watch time on stage
pass by, before
the final curtain.
On standing
memories applaud
in remembrance-
a fitting tribute
where in the gardens
of tombstone greys
lies the epitaph-
the show must go on.

Reviews

[Red Brick Keshner]

And the tickets appear to be handed out quite liberally on certain days!

[andrew mitchell]

Thank you Red.

[Starbaby]

A lovely and subtle write that speaks volumes. Love this! I shall have to endeavor to further explore your writing. xStar

[andrew mitchell]

Thank you very much Starbaby for your kind words and stopping by.

[red93]

Nice Work - thespians everywhere will empathise. Excellent ✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️

[andrew mitchell]

Thanks red93 for stopping by.

[Andrew John]

Oh, that final curtain. Do we look forward to it? Or enjoy watching the performance and hope it will continue . . . and continue . . .

[andrew mitchell]

Thanks Andrew

[Arundass TP]

Show goes on. Beautiful poem. Really enjoyed reading.

[andrew mitchell]

Thank you ATP

[Relic]

And the show never ends for those still above ground. :) Taxes still have to be paid.

[andrew mitchell]

Thank you Tim.

[Ken e Bujold]

well andrew: at least in your mind's haunted theatre, memories still applaud. MIne, they more likely to throw yesterday fruit and vegetables. :)

[andrew mitchell]

Hahahahahaha thanks Ken

[Patricia Wedel]

Yes, the Show must go on... our Prodigees are prepared
when the Curtain goes up... gently, Pat

[andrew mitchell]

Indeed Pat indeed.

[Ken Simm.]

What an incredible concept that reaches inwards for anyone reading it.

[andrew mitchell]

Thank you Ken, always playing with ideas to bring something new to the table.

[Chris Shaw]

We are all players on the stage of life. Hope you are well Andrew. All the best.

Chris