Master Minds Masterpiece Theater

The curtains drawn the room very gloomy the stage free of debris and finally the music plays at first it seems like I'm dreaming my spouse his lover the mouse I'm conducting this play as the velvet day moves the shadowy figures about for I am the mistro the ushers are a no show the crowd began to beg for the director to open the show soon the notes all off the pages are torn my legs bleed my nerves right out of my body the theme song so simple as a teen with a pimple that burst right in me before the dance silence please I must conduct from my knees for they are sore my fingers tremble at deaths doors as I open them for I am sure that the gods move in full circle and right on cue the cello so broad so firm takes my soul as the violins began to cry my mind sigh for the crowd has stopped and followed the pitch as the Bella screamed death to the poet for my souls an empty theater Written by Yolanda Nicholsen May 14 2004 Fort Myers Florida my sons graduation day from high school so many emotions that day i must have written 10 poems that day