Poem 290 – In the Wings

In the wings as bright lights rise,
And the audience laughs and applauds,
I hide in the wing behind the strobes,
In shadow and in robes of black
And give a smile in the dark.


Dear readers,

I apologise for not updating on Monday – unfortunately, other matters got in the way. In order to compensate, and to bring a plan I’ve had for a while into action, I will update every day this week (Not including the weekend). If it seems to work, I will continue to do so in future.

In other news, this poem was written after a successful premiere of a show I directed in London. There are few things more enjoyable than a good opening night.

Kind regards,

The Hapless Neo-Romantic


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