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Candy Noire Aug 2014
A serenade to the crowd
The applaud white noise to my ears
As I perform to please
To tempt, to tease.

Divine indulgence
A guilty pleasure they seek
I undress myself with grace
I pout, I pose with ease.

Its only art
And baby I play a character so well
A show-stopper
They swoon, but they never tell.
l Aug 2014
he’s like a lighter
and when I look at him
I start sweating gasoline

crimson electricity surging throughout my core
the blood in my veins becomes magma
afraid to let it loose for it could have me skinned,
I aim to cool my desire behind lies more wretched than even my wishes

my eyes flicker silhouettes of the internal battle
as I watch him, vigor and all
Painting the world his own shade of red

he continues to move forward while a blaze floats around my helpless form.
the wind, though powerful and almost solid, is hardly relief from the smoldering attack


his gaze pierces me without warning:

the match has been thrown.
first posted April 25, 2011
preservationman Jun 2014
My dramatics deserving applause
My inspiring voice that could be yours
The presence of my stance
My movement at any chance
My views in which I hold dear
Yet deep in my mind there was some fear
As I lived on, I began blossom and preserver
My husband and I
We both gave acting a try
I am known for my theatrical works
Yet my wisdom came as I aged
As you continue to grow, you will see your own amaze
Once again, over the years I have seen my fears
But I remained strong in order to preserver
My cries had become my struggles
The boundaries being a block
My life at times a cruel mock
It was my life from once I came
A positive direction in being the aim
My life creating perfection
Being proud my indication
The focus being my strive
God’s everyday living is how I survived
Remember me in how my voice captured your heart
Also the impact of my talent in how it made a casting mark
The stage being more than just to act
The multitudes of people in personalities is what attract
Now just look back on my life
Reflect on how I strived
A speaking voice of many
Heaven’s rejoice of praise
Be encouraged and inspired
I am resting now
I leave my spirit in showing you how
Do, and you shall go, think and you shall gain knowledge and remember you will always be a foundation
I was the symbol for all
But now I have answered to God’s call
Now lift your head and stand proud.
Church Rowe Mar 2014
Bravo! We've made it the to end!

With help from my favorite friend.

Musical mental volleying left the stage rent.

Myself, face down hours later, spent.
Poem written after a show that me and my friend with our band played.

— The End —