Poem: Some Thoughts in a Darkened Theater After the Show

In the movies
Life is never petty,
The players are always Beautiful,
Jealousies are Grandly Noble, and
Love lasts forever.

A plot twist in the movies
can leave you gasping.
A plot twist in life
still leaves you gasping
but you cannot leave this theater
and walk out into the sun.
Here you must stay
and play it out.

And no one applauds
when the credits finally roll:
the best that you can hope for
is that the audience
will cry.


(c) Susan Quinland-Stringer

Poetry - The Birth of Waves

This is one of my favorite poems, written in one of my several forays back to college...








THE BIRTH OF WAVES





The moon has fallen in love


with the sea,





Her gifts of sparkling jewels


dance lightly over his still, deep expanses;


her lonely sighs softly illuminate


his empty sandy shores;


she skisses will silver brilliance


his wide and motionless body.





Touched by her gifts


and intrigued by her silvery grace,


the sea, with a mighty force


arches his back to reach her:


to bathe in her glowing light


and touch her shining face.


But he is pulled back


by jealous Gravity, his wife,


and with a roar of anguish,


crashes


back


to earth.











(c) Susan Quinland-Stringer 1995