The Drama in ComedyA Poem by Amanda MarieIn high school, during a kiss scene my partner froze on stage. I tied this in to how important verbal confirmation is in relationships.My world is a stage play with no lines. No dialogue. No words. Comically confusing. You understand basic body-language, By Act II you are able to identify key characters. But it is meaningless overall. Leaving you disheartened at curtain call. How can articulation be missed so intimately? This cleverly compressed air. Man-made wind escaping our lips. Impotent, your words provoke me to feel nothing. No anger nor amour. No fear nor forgiveness. Yet for as much as I try to condemn the tongue and value the hands, A gesture unexplained looses an audience. I have posed a question. He waits to follow my lead. No, now it is time for my partner to propound. Reach out for me. Touch you hand to mine. Delicate fingers that hold firm. Take a deep breath and look at me. See me. See that I am desperate for your voice. A pivotal moment deciding my actions. No periphery distractions. With gentle assertion you hold my attention. A pause. Allowing the severity of the mood to settle. A lingering void. With your proscenium hand, stroke my hair away from my face, To symbolize patience, affection and vulnerability. Souls exposed, naked onstage, transparent to each other, you inhale. Opening your mouth, a small gust of sigh comes forth. Silence. I am broken. And in the nothingness I finally understand how quotes are made. However, I do not loose character. He breaks the fourth wall and looks to the waiting watchers. "My dear, you talk too much" I softly chide The audience laughs, orchestra taking their cue. Lights dim and the curtain falls. The muffled sound of applause serves as my reward. And none the wiser to the true drama often found in comedy. © 2014 Amanda MarieAuthor's Note
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