| Puppeteer Center Stage ~ As the curtin closed upon the darkened stage puppeteer fell into a silent rage throughout that day Marionette did pray for the promised call... fearful in her pensive thoughts [please dont start locking locks] a week did pass in so much fear and then it appeared... upon this stage of old where many a tale is told, center stage another story unfolds before my eyes a dark cloud ...an old 'green chair'... ...the puppeteers vice... a throne of many things on a cushion of fear with arms for dreams the puppeteer screams ... ......silent screams..... a place where dreams are born ....also where they die. Marionette was lots in thoughts emotions played the puppeteers face as Marionette looked demurely upon him, unable to reach him... having not a single clue [it was raining] that was so so long ago... Marionette thought the green chair was gone, but now she sees its grown strong... Center stage, again my dear puppeteer sits alone on his throne the cushion of fear, now more fearful... with arms reaching, in screams of lost dreams... this is where the puppeteer screams his silent screams falling into silent rage, its only the puppeteer who holds the stage with gravity Marionette knelt beside him fearful, but needing to reach out to him... [puppeteer my dear, can you hear my heart...] Marionette, breaths not a single sound... in this throne, insecurity and fear abound... now as I watch you sit, I see you truly run... puppeteer my dear, run to reality...not in fear, wake from this spellbound sleeping state of wakefulness... where terror and fear pervade... you know the audience so well, dear puppeteer, you can know yourself as well... dont choose to dwell within this fearful hell... long ago my sympathy reached out to you, today my empathy has discovered you... Marionette stands well back in the wings, with silent tears, as the puppeteer sits center stage... screaming his silent scream, I am feeling all this rage, on my knees in the wings of your stage... no idea what this silence means, but as it screams inside of you, your silence screams inside of me... inside Marionette, there's fear please puppeteer, don't leave me here... ~ Rain © cls 2003 |
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