life on a stage

A very surprising "sonnet" which represents my débuts here on WDC, writing too quickly for the daily "Writer's Cramp" contest, and adding an extra stanza, thus creating an 18-line "sonnet" instead of the traditional 14-line poem. Sorry!
ab
31/10/2009



Standing in line, how I anticipate
will I laugh, will I cry, can I relax?
though my breaking heart does so palpitate
can't stop now, I follow these chosen tracks.

This evening was a comedy, oh joy!
for ninety minutes, I forgot my tears.
There were two girls, nobody got the boy,
strange thing, the spectators broke out in cheers!

Tomorrow's diversion is the ballet
a moment of calm for my inner peace;
I know this sadness will soon drift away
gently, mysteriously, it will cease.

Standing in lines, diversions do abound
my life will continue flowing forward,
once more resembling a joyous fairground,
but in dark halls I will still sit cloistered.

Time turns quickly, in theatres or not,
laughing and crying, such is life's great plot.




         life on a stage
         29 april, 2006
         (Sonnet for Writer's Cramp)