so
you think you`re in the audience
and you want to know how rehearsals are?
some have many rehearsals
some have just a few
and there are some who play
just from the beginning
many rehearsals are never too good
because they`ll ruin the show
they`ll turn the actor into his own ruin
and the show will be boring
for him
and he will not hear the applauses
and all
it will see
will be a long wave
of blood
so
why don`t you just
take a rehearsal or two?
and don`t make me play it
for you...
We`re lying under the tree
one branch is called Reason another one is
Feeling
and the third is the shadow that covers
any movement is against us
and any whisper betrays the nature
we became vampires
our core is a sea of blood who thists
blood
beyond the tear cascade
we embrace only the truth
clean
beyond the killing
and love
we find ourselves
under the same
birth
Angel deformed*
for A. A.
How deaf are the roaring alleys I walk each morning
how deformed the eyelids that are closing at the sight of the hopeless ones
how sharp the aims sacrificing the ways
how pestilential in the hearts crowned with thorns where they
how bitter the tears of the candlelights that I farm on the graves
and how ugly my eyes grow when I stare at the mask
half red
half green
of non-existence
but,
at my return
you open The Gates
and, breaking the silence around you, I can whisper your name:
Seraphina
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* The poem was written a few years before the first meeting of my friend Seraphina here on VR.
However I am glad to present it here in honour of our both inspiring Spirit.
COMMENTS
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xxEmaeraldxx
21:27 Mar 10 2008
They say that practise makes perfect, but perfection is the eye of the beholder so why play a fiddle for one?