|New York at Night - Vivienne Gucwa|
South of Midtown
weathered pavers slow my step,
street lamps shroud my shoulders
as I of scripts long since shelved,
resurrect, reminisce; recall mentors' advice,
Mother's biased praise, Father's proud gaze.
Embrace tonight's afterglow
as a new beginning to be handled with care -
the applause, excitement, standing ovation.
Hopefully remain convinced critic's reviews
by Margaret Bednar, January 9, 2014
This is for The Mag #201 and also will be linked with Friday Flash 55 after 8pm. My son is in his Jr. year of college as a drama major. I know he has his heart set on New York… The poem isn't quite what I wanted it to be - I will probably come back at a later date and flesh it out a bit more… but for now, 55 words is all I have time for. Go visit both links - the talent is amazing.