I am the phantom,
the princess silver and white,
who haunts the darkened curtains
and hidden wings
I am she who drifts
just beyond the colored lights
a shade past the bright unfolding charade
always
the swish of vanishing satin
the shadow that flutters away in a blink...
the stage is my only love
the costumes, the colors, the masks, the lights
my obsession...
the drama is my crystal case
and I am all that is real,
I feel
the passion of every expression -
dizzy, swirling
the world unfolding beneath
my silken grasp
and misty reality, I am
the spirit mistress of this
shadow half-world;
beautiful gilded dream.
Reason for writing:
I was an extra in a play, a silver and white satin princess. For most of the play I wandered backstage, watching and listening, enraptured, from curtains and dark corners. The feeling demanded to be written down, so I grabbed a pen and paper towel and wrote this by the dim dressing-room lights. Please comment at alundra@juno.com
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