Wednesday, January 3, 2018

Star Catchers

Dream spinners
Magic tellers
Tear makers
Myth dwellers
Lesson teachers
Story believers
Star catchers

There is nothing you cannot do
I will never say “never” to any feat you proclaim
Simplistic beauty interwoven with interlining imagination
Shock and amazement dancing upon my face
Like your feet shuffling upon that stage
More quelling questions than glittery answers
Setting my mind to a philosophical ease
Clawsome and careful gasps from the crowd
Incandescent indisputable laughter erupting
Overflowing with love and ecstatic joy
Curious eyes bloating upon the feast of talent in front of them
Onlooking audiences questing, interacting and loving
Each note, each word, each sword swing, each bell ding
I am proud to be onlooking your hard work

Tonight-
You are the hands; I the harp
String me up with your tales of orphan woes
And high sea mermaid glow
Snap me back with a handlebar mustache
And “of the captain” with the waves a crash
Two tiny ships coming to break upon meeting
Being lost in promises of italian Scampi
With sails made of fanny britches and clumps
Even a mortifyingly funny punny stump
Imaginary halls, doors and planks and waves
With secretly poisoned fruitcakes and gator teeth enclaves
Clipping the notes higher and higher with my cries
As too soon enough the memory dies

The memory though of the play may vanish to the evanescence dream of-
A yellow barraging bird
The ukulele-playing- walking-singing mermaid
Echoing shimmerings of “God Save Her”
Little flying (and dying) demons of fur
Elastic mirrors of missing glass
And all the mysteries left to be answers until the very last
Kiss...

Of each of you I will miss-
The beautiful actors and actresses
The drama club of Mason High School never fails
From musicals to chants to spinning tales
They are the embodiment of talented passion
With costumes and cosmetics to make each of them even more dashing
The set pieces made with utmost care and attention  
With lights daring to jump and dive around them with full intended direction
Music and antoransges of lyrical sounds
Left to be abound


These gifted individuals
Will surely thrive and blossom into living miracles  
They make me proud with every song, step and line pronounced
Because in my heart the arts are never denounced
No matter what you drama kids do in your futures
Become professional broadway performers
Talented musical teachers and directors
Strive to hunt down criminals on the streets
Study and become defying lawyers
To sail the seas as naval captains
Or to travel the world and learn of tribal dances
To become an Italian sous chef
Even translating speeches for the deaf
In whatever you aspire to do
The stars are always with you

The world may always be your stage
And you may not always be the main character within each story
But I will applaud each and everyone one of you
In front of and behind the curtain
I aspire and dream of writing each of your stories as your improvised script
Of the dramatic and overwhelming life you each live

Each of you is talented
Each of you is special
Each of you is beautiful
Each of you is inspiring
I love each of you

You,
Dream spinners
Magic tellers
Tear makers
Myth dwellers
Lesson teachers
Story believers
Star catchers

Thank you

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