In The Palm Of Your Hand
I kept the ticket stub-
......And everything else from-
...Our last theater date;
I am remembering it again-nostalgic;
That once entrancing scene-
......The tenderness
....That had wedged itself
...Inside of my psyche
Bursting itself open-an eternal flame;
Today i look for anything that reminds
.........Me of act two-
...And the Stage of our relationship
...Before the curtain call...
...That had me in the palm of your hand-
...And craving much more;
Alas, remembering has its negatives;
...........I become disturbed!
...For the theater and all of its flame-filled thoughts-
...All become wrong!
..........For at the very last-
...The Fat Lady Has Sung Her Song;
poem by Theodora Onken
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The Flame
I find myself remembering things I thought I'd forgot
I thought I'd gotten over you but I can see I've not
And seeing you has made me realize how wrong I've been
And the torch I've carried for so long is burning bright again
The flame is burning bright again it just took my seeing you to know
That the flame had not burned out it just had flickered low
Yes I still love you just as much as I ever did before
The flame is burning bright again and I can't fight it anymore
Could it be your seeing me has set your heart on fire
Could it be old memories has filled you with desire
Oh if after all this time you find that you still feel the same
Then come and take my hand and walk with me into the flame
The flame is burning bright again...
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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Remembering
Remember those golden days
We used to walk hand in hand
I was your friend, your fool, your lover
I was your man
I can see you then
Smiling, looking straight at me
You caught me unawares, I blushed
Lets sit beneath this tree
I cant get over the change in you
I cant get over the change in me
And I keep on remembering the old days
I keep on remembering the old ways
I can recall you running to a sweet shop
You stopped
Bought me something
And you handed it to me
You were my girlfriend then
The first that I ever had
The first that I ever kissed
And the first to make me sad
I cant get over the change in you
I cant get over the change in me
I keep on remembering the old days
I keep on remembering the old ways
Oh yeah
I keep on remembering
I keep on remembering
Oh yeah
I keep on remembering the old days
I keep on remembering
Your pretty dress
With the zip up the back
I used to love you like that
I used to love you like that
Oh yeah
I keep on remembering
I keep on remembering all about you
song performed by by Thin Lizzy
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I've never had any feeling of disconnection between the classical theater, or the contemporary theater, or musical theater, or the thing that we call opera.
quote by Trevor Nunn
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The epic
Today,
I am alone
Beneath the sky
There is no one
Here,
To whom
I can say
Mine
Today,
I am missing
Whom
Who, too, will be
Missing me
Now
I just want to
Listen to her
Voice
But I have no
Choice
She has forbade
Me
To do so
I am weeping
Inside
Want to she her
Not possible
Now,
I am missing
Her
Today,
I feel
What love is
Today,
I realize
How much i
Love her
Today,
I can say
Only one girl
I love
Even more than
My life
Each second
Lingers a year
Craving for her
Face
May she too will
Be remembering me
Now,
I just pray to god
I want to hear her
Now
I want to hear her
Voice
But alas! I have no
Choice
Why such seperation
I can with stand
I am dying
To hear her
But couldn't do
Anything
She is far away
From me.
Far away very
Far
I can't do anything
To see hear
Mearly go on weeping
And shedding tears
I imagine
How one can miss
Someone so madly
But I am an ox example
Today
I have felt
What heart contains
What eyes have
To see the beloved
They are fighting with me
I am just going on
Consolidating
Then now and there
O! my beloved
Please say
You too are feeling
The same
You too ae buring
In the same flame
Speak to me
Talk tp me
Lingering;
Longing;
Craving;
I am
Where are you
Can't you feel
My tars
Where have you
Gone?
Come to me soon
Come! And me mine
I can' wait now
Darling!
Are you geeting!
What I am saying?
Speak to me you
Why are you slient?
I am waiting for
Your single word
That escepes your
Lips
My life! Why are
You taking me?
You are my soul
Aprat from me
I think
You too feel the
Same
But you are not
Answering
As of same problems
But whenever you
Get a chance
Give your moblie
A glance
And call me than
As I am wating always.
poem by Vizard Dhawan
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Prisoner Of The Dark
There is always a call, from outside a call
Yet I stay rooted in a dark theater hall
There is an outside where the sky gets paint
The birds busily tweet for my ears to be lent
The sunrays stretch their hands for me to come along
The winds want me listen to a long forgotten song
I want to run out there, to see and smell it full
As the rain comes from heaven for the parched earth to be cool
Once I soak in them, feel them inside me
The moon coming out of clouds sets my spirit free
The call is loud and clear, it is all over me
In a dark theater hall, I only dream to be free!
poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay
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Theatre Of Dreams
Oh can I lie here, can I whisper; can I tell
you anything that you want to hear,
Is it thoughts, is it feelings, is it what you
need, can I make you feel good,
It's just something that I thought that
you'd like, in a world that's dying,
Oh I can see you smiling. Oh, can I do this
for you?
In the pale and lonely light you feel so
exciting ah,
I fail the words, I need to speak to tell you
how,
You can love who you love, you can be who
you want, in the theater of dreams,
Oh, you can love who you love, you can be
who you want, in the theater of dreams. In
the theater of dreams.
Oh can I touch you, can I hold you, I can
do anything, that you want me to,
Does it hurt, is it OK is it what you need to
make you feel good,
I got something that I think that you'd like,
in a world that's changing,
Oh I can feel you smiling, Oh can I do this
for you?
In a pale and lonely life, you seem so
exciting ah,
I fail the words, I need to speak to tell you
how.
You can love who you love, you can be who
you want, in the theater of dreams.
Oh, you can love who you love, you can be
who you want, in the theater of dreams.
This is where you open up your mind, yeah.
This is where you lose, lose your chains of
time.
In the theater of dreams.
poem by Pawan Kumar 'Meonlafesta'
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An acting assistant stage manager in a theater in Canterbury, a rep theater. A small wage but just enough to get by on, and I made props and I walked on, and I changed scenery, and I realized that I just loved it.
quote by Jeremy Irons
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Eternal Flame (Reliving That Day)
What the hell am I doing
Like a deaf bird cooing
My life's flying by so fast
I'm still living in the past
A movie, a song, a melody
Brings me back, and then I see
The reason I live here in the past
And remembering that day, that was our last
A few months after graduation
It's funny, both of our destinations
Coming back the same day, the same time
Reliving it blows my mind
Was it fate, or infatuation
Could it be a restoration
Of a flame that burnt in silence
A fire, a flame so violent
Destruction of a heart and mind
It would regrow with time
But every now and then again
I find myself back there and then
I find that flame burning eternal
The bottom of the bag, a single kernel
Soon I'll rejoin the real world
After reliving that day with her
poem by William Mowell
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In Mexico, theater is very underground, so if you're a theater actor it's very difficult to make a living. But it's also a very beautiful pathway to knowledge and to an open education.
quote by Gael Garcia Bernal
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Well, I go to the theater today, and its curtain - there is no curtain in this play; the lights go down and go up - and we start. And I live this character for two hours. There are only two of us in the play. And It's a complete experience.
quote by Eli Wallach
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The Art Of Life
If anyone believes,
The one standing alone...
Taking the heat under spotlight,
Runs the show...
Hasn't met the director or the producer,
The manager, assistant manager.
The script writer, agent, publicist...
And a host of others behind the scenes.
If anyone believes,
The one standing alone...
Taking the heat under spotlight,
Runs the show...
Doesn't know theater.
Or who calls the shots,
To enable any light to shine
And be spotted anywhere.
Theater is staged.
No matter whose name is on the marquee,
To sell the tickets.
Theater is staged.
And the best acts are trained to fill the seats.
If one knew theater,
One would know the art of life.
And the importance of having not only a good director...
But one with the bucks,
Who can keep the production afloat long enough to seduce...
Is the key to selling an audience sold on what they see,
Until the curtain drops to signal the end of the performance.
Taken from its natural habitat to be staged,
The art of life...
Is only theater to delude and to captivate believers.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I've always wanted to do theater in Chicago. Chicago is a big theater town-and, in some ways, I think this city is savvier and smarter than New York. Sometimes, I think it's a little too chic to go to theater in New York these days.
quote by Jeffrey Donovan
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At one time musical theater, particularly in the '40s and '50s, was a big source of pop songs. That's how musical theater started, really - it was just a way of linking several pop songs for the stage.
quote by Neil Tennant
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Wedding Anniversary and Father’s Day
June 15,2008
Today is unique…it is a date to be doubly celebrated
June the fifteenth is a special day for remembering Dad
It is also the forty-fifth anniversary of when I wed my mate
Over the years life has changed…I could easily be sad
But this Sunday morning I have a reminiscing smile
Remembering a day that made wishful dreams come true
On a day like this…my father walked me down the aisle
Who gives this woman to be wed… he timidly said….'I do'
His grandson was named after him…he was tearfully proud
His days of living abruptly end before the little guy was two
Each day 'Joe' is called to mind as his name is spoken aloud
Father on this special day…I am having fond thoughts of you
6/15/08
poem by Theresa Ann Moore
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Remembering The First Time
Remembering the first time we made love
Remembering the first time we made love
I was just recalling
Sitting here glad as I am
With your photograph,. I hold it in my hands
Aching for a vision of you, youre right in front of me
Looking at the photograph, and the way you were looking at me
I was remembering the first time we made love
I was just recalling
Remembering the first time we made love
Remembering the first time we made love
I was just recalling
Remembering the first time we made love
Sitting here looking at the table
Its just like a photograph
Theres you and me, fruit, drink, good food
Oh the things we did, the things we did
From the shower we took to the very first look
Remembering the first time we made love
I was just recalling
Remembering the first time we made love
Remembering the first time we made love
I was just recalling
Remembering the first time we made love
Youre rich, youre beautiful, youre in love
How wonderful life can be
Just the wya you wanted it to be
Yet I am the colour of the night
I am the colour of the night
If you could only make it right
If you could only make it right
Remembering the first time we made love
I was just recalling
Remembering the first time we made love
Remembering the first time we made love
I will never forget you girl
Remembering the first time we made love
Remembering the first time we made love
Love you, love you, love you girl
Remembering the first time we made love
song performed by by Simply Red
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When I Woke Up
You were on my mind when i woke up this morning
Remembering your smile
I guess the next time I'll see your face
Will take a little while
I was remembering your arms around me
Love the way they always feel warm
With you by my side
I completely feel no harm
I was remembering your voice
Makes my heart skip a beat
But without you baby
My whole heart skip a beat
But without you baby
My whole body's weak
I was remembering our times
The good and the bad
The funny times when you cheered me up
And especially the sad
Remembering your eyes
How they always meet mine
Remembering all the little things you do
To make my life worthwhile
I was wondering when we'll be together
Just us two
I guess I'm missing you more than i usually do
poem by Margaret Smith Vail
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This whole creation is essentially subjective, and the dream is the theater where the dreamer is at once scene, actor, prompter, stage manager, author, audience, and critic.
quote by Carl Gustav Jung
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When I was doing theater, I was very successful at believing that I was great, God's gift to the theater.
quote by Morgan Freeman
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When I was thinking about The Lion King, I said, we have to do what theater does best. What theater does best is to be abstract and not to do literal reality.
quote by Julie Taymor
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My older sister has all her degrees in theater, and I couldn't stand the theater geeks!
quote by Diane Neal
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