Theatre
The world is full of action
With births and deaths and toil;
There’s people, fish and animals,
There’s water, wind and soil.
And as they go about their lives
In life’s maze of daily hedges,
I doubt they even notice me
Watching from the edges.
All the world’s a stage,
Said the Bard who said it all,
But I often feel I’m seated
In the back row of the stalls.
But don’t feel sorry for me,
In my dark, embracing hall;
The show I see before me
Continues to enthrall.
It’s just I do not feel
A member of the cast.
I’m just a curious bystander,
Watching them go past.
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© 2011 J Cosmo Newbery
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The world is full of action
With births and deaths and toil;
There’s people, fish and animals,
There’s water, wind and soil.
And as they go about their lives
In life’s maze of daily hedges,
I doubt they even notice me
Watching from the edges.
All the world’s a stage,
Said the Bard who said it all,
But I often feel I’m seated
In the back row of the stalls.
But don’t feel sorry for me,
In my dark, embracing hall;
The show I see before me
Continues to enthrall.
It’s just I do not feel
A member of the cast.
I’m just a curious bystander,
Watching them go past.
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© 2011 J Cosmo Newbery
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A wonderful poem dear J Cosmo and you are a player not just a curious bystander but a valuable participant in the theatre of life! :)
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Thank you Dianne. You are very sweet.
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ReplyDeleteI agree with Dianne. Besides, the world needs the curious bystander who can step back and observe and then right witty poems.
well done, i like it alot!!
ReplyDeleteAnother great poem!
ReplyDeleteI've been on a very long hiatus and have much missed your work.
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