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    dots Submission Name: In the Spotlifedots

    Author: ConScribe
    ASL Info:    19/M/Tucson,AZ
    Elite Ratio:    5.11 - 262/360/143
    Words: 82
    Class/Type: Poetry/Serious
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    dotsIn the Spotlifedots

    the arena glows to play tricks on the mind
    acting as a prop to dreams while the spotlight shines,
    down, onto this stage with the discomfort of a single surreal stare

    we see only what the backdrop allows,
    and hear only what the playwright has written

    we are the crowd, and we are the players
    inevitably fading off stage with lines spoken in angst,
    a soliloquy unheard, last words on such a terrific tragedy

    Submitted on 2005-10-26 19:43:09     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      we are the crowd...
    we are the players...
    at some moments we may even think we are the director/playwright/producer...
    we can be so egocentric sometimes...

    it is true we only see what the backdrop paints and sometimes we dont even see that much... sometimes we are so hung up being the main character that we dont see what the backdrop paints... we dont fit into the set scene... we do not portray the character as the playwrite intended...

    i like the inevitable falling off the stage... signifying both death and also the seasons of life in some ways... i dont know... we are all the main character of our life but have supporting roles in other ppls so depending what play we are in, what stage we are on will depend how soon we fall off it...

    i am with mike on the shakespeare line... thats very what this reminds me of...

    hope your doing well and all...
    i leave for africa tomorrow...
    ciao for now
    | Posted on 2005-10-26 00:00:00 | by Someones Epiphany | [ Reply to This ]
      faint echoes of William Shakespeare's "All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players" yet with your own flavor to it. the part i treasure in this "we see only what the backdrop allows, and hear only what the playwright has written" the backdrop could apply to a lot of situations. and the playwright seems to be left open as far as identity, but it adds to its magic. ok word i donít know part
    1 : the act of talking to oneself
    2 : a dramatic monologue that gives the illusion of being a series of unspoken reflections
    I'm leaning toward the second definition.

    overall words are rich, even romantic at times. it's a very nice piece could use more but we always say that for short pieces. take it easy,

    | Posted on 2005-10-26 00:00:00 | by inspirit999 | [ Reply to This ]

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