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Oh, I have a few that are on my creative writing blog!
A Fan’s Lament
A note to all the actors,
I greatly admire you
You chased a dream I never had
the courage to pursue.
You fought a worthy battle
and came out right on top.
You’re a professional pretender now
and I hope you never stop.
I wish that you and I were peers
I wish we could hang out.
I’d love to hear you tell me
what your career is all about.
If only I was a person whom
you might take an interest in,
but when you’re just a fan,
you can’t be heard above the din.
Things may have worked out differently
if we had met in class.
You’d know me as an individual
and not part of one big mass.
In my mind, I picture us
as partners in a scene.
In truth, I sit in my cluttered room
and watch you on my screen.
Once Upon a Time
There’s a castle in my mind
with all the stories that you might find
locked away inside a book
Or out on the road if you know where to look.
I might be sitting in my chair
pretending I’m not really there
but in a town under a spell
or making a wish at a magic well
Or chatting with Charming and Snow White
about what happened when she took that bite,
Or hanging out with Little Red
and tasting some of her granny’s bread.
Princes and princesses and an imp of a man,
in real life, I’m just a fan.
But can it be so terribly wrong
to play in their world if I feel I belong?
Just a Cup
He comes again.
That man stands there,
hollowed eyes,
tousled hair,
crooked walk,
desperate stare.
Words of magic,
healing hand,
sifting memories
like beads of sand,
tales of life
in an enchanted land.
Locked away
in my padded cell
Brought up knowing
I am not well,
and now this man
screams at me, “Belle!”
Go away, sir,
Leave me be!
Take your chipped cup
and go have tea!
Your crazy talk
is scaring me!
Scattered shards
when cup meets floor,
Cannot take it anymore.
Send him limping out the door.
Little bits of china
across from where I sit
Heartache in his eyes
as if he has been hit
But a little cup is just a cup.
Isn’t it?