Clouds

Clouds i look up to you
When i need a view
To take me away
From what's left of this play.
You gathered, swelled with rain
As she faded from view
And cried to drown my pain
As i bathed in you
And wished you'd taken me along
When the moon turned blue
As a sunset stole my song
I just mimed goodbye- adieu
And hoped she saw the sadness in the skies
As i watched the fading sunlight in her eyes
Within my mind, when love was kind.
Clouds the only pillow on which to sleep
Forever
In soft embrace to keep
Her memory safe, untouched
At sky, like love i clutched

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poem by Kevin East
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Cause Dreams Effects

Rippling outwards bird of Time
converts for unseen reason
aspirations into rhyme
whose trace breasts space and season
to face fair future's pantomime
with dreams no hand has lease on...

(3 July 2008 robi03_1782 XXX_ZXX)

poem by Jonathan Robin
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Visitor Clever Theme Words

my visitors are voices clever words
my visitors arrive anywhere anytime
my visitors script film opera words
my visitors mirror parody depths mime
my visitors initiate connect life dots
my visitors represent patterns to define

poem by Terence George Craddock
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In fact, one was so booked out we went from March and were to go till November, but the pantomime was booked so they transferred the show to the Prince of Wales Theatre because it was so packed out, and it ran on from there.

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Irritation Of Hollow Shells

The ground is saturated with blood.
On cue, the raven's harp chimes.
There's nothing but a black rose bud.
Why O why do you people act like mimes?
Just speak! Out of this rut.
Stop worrying about my feelings.
Don't you know I don't have any?
My life you are stealing.
This hollow shell is like a penny.
It goes in circles, trying to please people.
It thinks it the way to happiness,
when it really just fell into a deep hole.
It drowns in eternal nothingness.

poem by Soren Valentine
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Dirt Sweeper is Time - Initial Version of Tipping Points

Man has reached a point in time
where he must choose before that choice
is forced upon him. Few rejoice
because the spectral pantomime
is faced with closure, cannot mime
a role with sense, nor find a voice
authentic underneath its grime.

Democracy has called the tune
since communistic threats appeared.
They, proving weaker than first feared, -
despite the missions to the moon, -
to dust dissolved are. Silver spoon
resumes his reign too highly geared
to cope with chaos which will soon

sweep the system, branches prune
which sturdy seem - soon to be sheared.
Enterprise has engineered
excesses while the baby boom

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poem by Jonathan Robin
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Winter Is...

Fires roaring;
Rain pouring;
Snuggling up;
Coffee cups;
Porridge oats;
Padded coats;
Snowball fights;
Early nights;
Sniffs and sneezes;
Freezing breezes;
Short, dark days;
Browns and greys;
Frozen fingers;
Carol Singers;
Icy puddles;
Warming cuddles;
Frozen lakes;
Christmas cakes;
Tea and toast;
Sunday roast;

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poem by Angela Wybrow
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Night And Day

The innocent, sweet Day is dead.
Dark Night hath slain her in her bed.
O, Moors are as fierce to kill as to wed!
-- Put out the light, said he.

A sweeter light than ever rayed
From star of heaven or eye of maid
Has vanished in the unknown Shade.
-- She's dead, she's dead, said he.

Now, in a wild, sad after-mood
The tawny Night sits still to brood
Upon the dawn-time when he wooed.
-- I would she lived, said he.

Star-memories of happier times,
Of loving deeds and lovers' rhymes,
Throng forth in silvery pantomimes.
-- Come back, O Day! said he.

poem by Sidney Lanier
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So, through all that early professional career I would occasionally do a musical, a pantomime or a play with songs. The next stop would be a Shakespeare, or an Ibsen, or a play by a brand new writer who had never done anything in the theater before.

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I breathed enough to learn the trick,

I breathed enough to learn the trick,
And now, removed from air,
I simulate the breath so well,
That one, to be quite sure

The lungs are stirless, must descend
Among the cunning cells,
And touch the pantomime himself.
How cool the bellows feels!

poem by Emily Dickinson
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The Moonflower

The moon flower has lights on her kneecaps
Kissed by the beams galaxies stranding
Across the milk ways breast fed in her laps
Sleepless in each glimmer that's landing

To pull the strings of her silent lips
To crack the code of the cryptic night
To touch her hair and her silver hips
Swaying the burdens of the morning light

Her navel's pierced with a jewel rare
Stolen right from the tip of the tongue
A day to pronounce and once again to dare
To spell the dawns in the songs unsung

Her feet are tender her toes are so tiny
Her nails are polished in stardust of silver
Her eyes made of beauty silently miming
A water to each ocean and bed to each river

poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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At a Pantomime. By a Bilious One

An Actor sits in doubtful gloom,
His stock-in-trade unfurled,
In a damp funereal dressing-room
In the Theatre Royal, World.

He comes to town at Christmas-time,
And braves its icy breath,
To play in that favourite pantomime,
HARLEQUIN LIFE AND DEATH.

A hoary flowing wig his weird
Unearthly cranium caps,
He hangs a long benevolent beard
On a pair of empty chaps.

To smooth his ghastly features down
The actor's art he cribs, -
A long and a flowing padded gown.
Bedecks his rattling ribs.

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poem by William Schwenck Gilbert
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Descent

The story read for you today,
you questioned what it meant.
I searched the symbols it conveyed
and found the meanings rent.

The truth profound but not around,
and you, your focus spent;
on surface flotsam, tragic clowns,
and show a locus of decent.

If youth be spent in tenements
and hungry hunter's spoor
what need for guiding confidence
upon the distant shore.

To argue with a spirit bold
This out of body experience
making one feel really old
while the listeners experiment.

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Half An Artist

I look so troubled with ringlets which
Make like hungry mouths of little birds,
Or knots of wood around my eyes;
And is that why you are going, my pantomiming
Love,
Exiting the revolving stage, leaving the
Audience in such a hush, never to reveal again
Your burnished areolas like sand dollars which
Marked you as the half cousin of the mermaid
Topless at the biker bar somewhat inland
On the southeast coast of Florida?
I spread my lips and imbibe the poison which
I must drink to expel the memory of you,
Like a German translation, like a slight holocaust
In sexy lingerie; but it’s just pulp fiction-
Over eager, I’ve begun digging up the roots of
The dragon’s teeth Cadmus planted before his friends
Were fully formed and riotous,
And so it is with you: Even with all these scars,
Battle wounds, truancy badges which should send you

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poem by Bret R. Crabrooke
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Natures Secrets

The floral dance we never see
On summer night
Past oaken tree.
Lit by the moon
They sway and sing
And on the wind
Their melodies ring.
As storm clouds huddle close
To cry
The sun, their host,
Just wanders by
To speak of tales
The heavens did tell.
But cloudburst bids a last farewell.
The trees that stand and watch the sky
Waving at us passers by.
Miming opera on high.
Stemming tears with unheard sigh.
In rhyming verse
The breeze does bring.

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poem by Kevin East
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Strange Bedfellows

The first night that they slept apart
-I think because he had a cough-
He grabbed his pillow from their bed
Mimed a kiss and then was off.

Their separation lingered on
like cancer growing in a womb
Days into weeks turned into years
each spouse in their separate room.

Anniversaries came apace
To the separate cells wherein they dwell
All marveled at “togetherness.”
None could glimpse their private hell
.
No kiss, no glance, no warm embrace
As would ward off a winter’s chills
No passionate heat or casual lust
Not that either needed pills

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Oneness

In thousands of tongues the same song is sung
The same nest's a flight in sky to be done
Place them up and down between and among
Multitude of voices singing only one

In thousands of thoughts silent thinking climbes
Up the throne of possible to the throne of peace
Soul language circles body's silent mimes
Poem- body movement that will never cease

It's made in secret flesh burned in passion tides
It's sung on sacred lips clinging to the flames
The multitude tucked on perfect oneness hides
Divine revelation the Name of all the names

2010.

©Miroslava Odalovic

poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Harlekin Hystrion

Will in time scream
It was not me
Never shed a sec
The way you shed your tears
The way you shed your smiles
Will in time mime
There’s nothing to see
But a wave of my hand
Reaching too nigh
Upon illusions fed
Illuminae sucked
Upon the twilight bled
Moments frozen stuck
For once I end
It’ll be too late

poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Speak slowly I'm an alien

yes? you're looking for a street?
oh - the street it's just where you are
sorry I'm not following-
you're looking for another street
well it's easy it's the one you're not in
I can't get it- you're not looking for a street at all
then I don't know how to help you
Hmmm- let me see- you want to know the time
sorry I can't tell you you might deal the info
we'd be in trouble then
Radovan knows it best
No- you're not asking about the time
you're asking about 'drawings in the air'
what is it you're miming
I feel so helpless I'd love to help
but I've got to be going somewhere just like you
it was very nice to meet the pleasure was all mine
never mind I'm sure you'll find your way out
really really sorry I don't have these
how do you call them if you call them at all

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poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Adorned in Temperance

Virtue lies within Joyful participation, a duty, a willingness to play.
Dance light hearted, celebrate Time in her essence, celebrate the day.
Dance seen, unseen, dance to turn the world.
A collective of pixies entices you to chance,
To join the herd in procession.
We alone hold the key to pleasures unseen,
Make a game of the day for it is sour eyes that
Stretch time beyond the Pendulum Mans swaying.
Their songs they sing as they bring in the harvest of tangible harmony.

Do you believe in life eternal
Beyond the torrent of Death
In her ever present raging,
Can you perceive a soul an
Eternity old, beyond the cycle
Of aging.

Born of Loss, friendly expanses move in the mimic of mimed trance.
Corn Mother, born lover, phantonwise she haunts the skies a wraith
Adorned in temperance. Never again to be seen by waking eyes she waits

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poem by David Lacey
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