Poetry

Poem: Ushering in a Dream

 

I want to hear the symphony

for free,

to see the rock stars

glitter up close.

 

I want to look at your ticket

like I’m reading your palm,

predict who you’ll marry,

what future you’ll find.

 

I want to shine a flashlight

without disturbing others,

without stepping on toes,

without spilling a drink.

 

I want to be an usher

that tells everyone where to sit,

that knows the theatre

like a seaman

knows his ship.

Freelance writer, poet, yogi and photographer from Santa Barbara, California. I write and take pictures about a variety of topics, from my early childhood in Philadelphia, to my years as a family therapist, and finally to my soul-searching years in California. The things that move me may have a humorous or serious content or both. Either way, I hope my poetry, pictures and stories resonate with you.

3 comments on “Poem: Ushering in a Dream

  1. That’s lovely. Cheers! 🙂

  2. And have sports heroes paid the same as we were in the sand lot! Great poem!
    Dwight

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