Stage Left Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

Stage Left



Auditioning for myself
the lights went down
the sound amped up
my head turned round

Auditioning for myself
the handbill flew
into the seats
the chosen few

Auditioning for myself
last line unread
the words reborn
inside my head

Auditioning for myself
I begged my leave
the stage door open
—a last reprieve

(Villanova Pennsylvania: September,2020)

Thursday, September 24, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: voice
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Deluke Muwanigwa 24 September 2020

Good one. There is a nice rhythm. Something i can hum in the shower.

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