Theater Poems - Poems about 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...Read the rest...

I was a celebrated, dramatic mime artist, an art developed in ancient Greece; I took folks on flights of imagination, like cushy, butterscotch clouds of fleece. So beloved was this art called re-creation, that it had for...Read the rest...

When we watch movies from the 1930s, 1940s, and1950s and into the 1960's and see black americans mostly playing domestic servants I am offended by it, by the lack of opportunity they had, the lack...Read the rest...

I was a famous, American actress, who adored performing for live audiences, In stage plays, both modern and classic, like velvet time, which often rushes. Rose acclaim filled long, chaotic days, of colorful masquerades and fulfillment, Like Sleeping...Read the rest...

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Dreary grey coats my senses I cant sense where the end is Among lofty masks and feeble tries The roaring applause of the crowd is among the highs Thats sunk so low into stone I feel it can carve my...Read the rest...

They are like two beam lights that claim the stage on a hot summer eve in the middle of a makeshift floor parkette made of wood, varnish, and lights that aim They are more than...Read the rest...

They dress for theater with gloves up to their elbows The Roosevelts, Thomases, Rockafellers, and Shelbows. They wear their glitziest tiaras, while carrying their fans. On their arms they show off their tuxedo-wearing mans....Read the rest...

Idols of the Theater, they take the stage, Crafting tales that stir the heart, from age to age. In the limelight's glow, they cast their spell, In their stories and performances, we dwell. Each actor a master of their...Read the rest...

I knew you well many years ago So full of passion A cathedral where multitudes Of lusting souls gathered I watched intently at the images You allowed me to see Such a majestic creature Towering high into the darkened sky You...Read the rest...

Poetry and popcorn. I'll take mine warm, popping over a slow burner, not with hot air. Buttered up, salty and full of fat. Poetry and chocolate. I'll take mine sweet, not sugar-coated. 100% cacao. No artificial flavors, no artificial sweeteners, please. Poetry and...Read the rest...

gleaming dawn theater a glorious sunshine whispers ...Read the rest...

The puppet theater was enchanted, we all knew it too. Weird bleating goats and dancing sheep knew what to do. Yodeling chickens and roosters danced in a fancy chorus line. We could watch these antics at any time,...Read the rest...

After your butterfly alighted my dreams, I never forgot your kiss, You became the object of my vespers, The refuge for my injured toiling chest. I await your spectacle, your curtain call. Your fragile teasing dance. Like Groundhog...Read the rest...

The Human Eye, too, needs feeding, The Screen, too, not Textbooks reading; Things that translate into Thriller Or-does it matter? – Time Filler I myself would itch for Horror And, if I can’t reach one, Terror: Some eyes do die for...Read the rest...