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AN EMPTY STAGE
Coiled torso frozen on an empty stage,
a living sculpture trapped and placed
with no gown of tulle to hide her age
but with weeping knees below her waist.
Framed in light her insides groan
with pent up passion poised for release,
she now waits long and alone
for rhythm to carry her into peace.
But I remember her unencumbered
prance, so light for one who was held down
by unfulfilled dreams remembered,
floating above her tattered gown.
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by Jon Coe
No lights, no props, to help me be
standing here, struggling in reality
Empty seats, with deafening glare
no lines to say,
Empty Stage
Here I stand with my knees buckling
Wearing my heart on my sleeve
My bubbling talent waiting to be recieved.
I look
by Kathy Stemke
AN EMPTY STAGE
Coiled torso frozen on an empty stage,
a living sculpture trapped and placed
with no gown of tulle to hide her
Empty stage sitting in front of me
awaiting my appearance so near
I imagine what it would be
if the audience was here
Empty stage
EMPTY STAGE
I was sitting here, like an
Empty stage,
No desire to come to life,
Then I felt the curtain rise,
When I looked into
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