The only problem is that after seven days of rehearsals, so of which were 4+ hours in length, you get used to being around your cast mates. You start feeling lonely and you miss everyone all the time. Like how I feel right now. I wanted dance with my fellow secretaries and motorwise guys. The songs are constantly running through my head. And I am pretty sure that I am dreaming about moving the set around.
Today's poems are a mix bag a little poem about Jonny and Toffee, the leads in Zombie Prom and then a poem about the feelings that come with show time. I found a two new forms on shadowpoetry.com, a Nonet and a Triquain: A nonet has nine lines. The first line has nine syllables, the second line eight syllables, the third line seven syllables, etc... until line nine finishes with one syllable. It can be on any subject and rhyming is optional.
Somewhere there is a forbidden love
that waits for us at our lockers
gifting to us the treasured
few items that make us
loved by someone else.
And we can hear
their songs, voices
Then there the Triquain, created by Shelley A. Cephas, is a poem with several creative variences and can be a rhyming or non-rhyming verse. The simpliest form is a poem made up of 7 lines with 3, 6, 9, 12, 9, 6, and 3 syllables in this order.
The Time Has Come
It is time--
opening night of the
time we have spent together, singing
and dancing to our Beat, the one we have pulsing
underneath our skin to the rhythm--
born in our blood and we
If you are in the area, you should come and see Zombie Prom. It's a fun and musical show, with a bit of a moral at the end. Not so much nagging moral, but a life lesson, moral type. Also, the cast is bloody brilliant!! Ginger and Josh want you to come to the Prom!!