Here I sit upon empty stage,
Staring blankly at an empty page.
Drawing nothing from my empty mind,
Empty memories are all I find.
Called out in an empty hour,
To show my unending empty power.
Lights shine down on empty stage,
Showing the one with empty rage.
Bound by nothing no way to save,
Feeling empty from what I gave.
Forever locked away in an empty cage,
All upon an empty stage.
Natalie Castle
Tuesday, October 07, 2008
Empty Stage
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3 comments:
Nice match of poem with the image.
That is a very striking overhead view and the poem is so fitting.
superb angle and a lovely picture ....
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