My mind is on production and I can’t wait to set the stage.
Watch characters come to life, react!
Through familiar voices grown rough with age
or raised into the squeaky timbre of an innocence, now snap!
Give me a story, set it to words,
Find me a sound of eastern birds,
The thoughtful inclusion of setting and stone,
Make it a castle, woods or bring us home,
What looks like,. what’s this? Not that.
Periods, styles, materials,. carefully!
Intersect and overlap.
A world revealed in a gesture, make it real.
The bitter battles, the gleeful chuckle, as actor gives in, surreal
To the studious experience of a hard won memory
to be lived in, shared, commemorate
Donning the apparel of ourselves in a different life
different circumstances, time and strife.
We find ourselves set apart, from time and place
where character and ego are interlaced
replaced and following direction and an audiences gaze
we look outward past the seating in a blurred yet lighted haze
Stolen moments behind the scenes we raise our eyes
to the cast behind the stage as they straddle both their lives
electronics lighting blue the face of a captain who never knew
beyond king and country, his political view
cast aside now in harried stride to find his place
now dignified. Here comes a pope in long swift pace
to find his place and here he waits.
Move the camera, find the place
A world of hurry and of long and well-timed waits
Cast the players, eyes and ears in check
Of a storied world brought to life,
to share with care and art’s respect.
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