Aging Actor, Few Choices

Written for:  Poetic Bloomings2 – For Your Consideration:  Curtain Call
“Your poem/story begins with a character peeking out from behind
a closed curtain.  Action!”


A red curtain! Of course.
She wouldn’t have it any
other way. A soft gray
would have been a flattering
color. She knows red is
not a good look for me.
An aging man entering
from a scarlet curtain.
I will look like white
death, blood drained.
Pains me to play opposite
her, but I am not in
a position to turn
down roles. Oh the
tales her mother must
have told her about me.
Too late now for
explanations. I wanted
to be a part of her life,
but my ex-wife kept
her from me. At least
she has my good looks,
and not her mother’s
close-set eyes, where
schemes and lies live.
Oh, there’s my cue.  Smile.

About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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