Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

I was totally
naked

on stage
the microphone
cold as my heart
my voice weak
from trying
for so long
to communicate
with you

still game
but ready
to submit
to your iron will
your imposing desire
to win at all cost
my last ditch
effort
my lead swan song

an aging fighter
climbs through the ropes
steps up to the podium
with a handful
of unruly
yellowed papers
breathes a sigh of relief
his final heckler's night

Great Poem if You're in a Coma
ha ha ha ha ha

You Call That a Metaphor, Pal
ha ha ha ha ha

One Word For You Chump....Meter !
ha ha ha ha ha

This took me two reads, but I think the short lines enhance the effect.

And here's what my son thinks:

yuoimiiiiiiiuiiji iyituoi


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ha ha ha!!!!!!!!
gracias!!!!!

thanx Yejun , your son is quite articulate, and Arcadia, muchas gracias for the ha ha ha's........

hehe.. oh geez.... very good ... one of our worst fears realized

i've got this phrase in my head to use in a poem with the same theme

"silhouettes in the exits"

i've been meaning to write it and post it for several weeks

i'll do it when i get over my stage fright

Poet warrior's last stand. Quite a rad poem. Enjoyable to the last syllable.

John

Even better poem when you're not in a coma!
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thanx doreen, john and hester,.... glad you could relate a little.......