shadows
slant our stage

actors
await their cues

the director
weaves
sleights of hand

innuendos

deceptions

lamentations

tales of unrequited loves

wars won lost

brewed with heartbreak
touches of joy

stirred violently
 entrance of kings

close

long gray lines
plowing merciless fields

end

empty stage

old folks
sitting
in
sheds

w
a
i
t
i
n
g

– Ron Torrence