Sunday, September 4, 2011

weekly poem...

Curtain Up

Every time I’m with you is like
preparing to go onstage.
Knees begin to shake;
heart begins to drum;
stomach full of frantic,
fluttering butterflies.


Sometimes, even dread.

Take a deep, steadying breath
and clasp my hands tightly
behind my back.
Try to keep them from reaching up
to my hair, or in some cases,

The music starts,
the lights flare bright.
Curtains open onto
figures in vibrant colors,
busy going about their
memorized lives,

oblivious to me and you.

And you, oblivious,
to me.
Georgie K. Buttons

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