An Audience of Darkness and Shadows

A pane of stained glass in the ornate dome

Is splintered by a single ray of sun,

Ghost light of a derelict hippodrome:

Music hall of burlesque and grotesque fun.

The eerie spotlight pans the vacant stage,

Traces phantom footprints in years of dust,

Picks out shambolic sheen of bygone age,

Theatrical fixtures covered in rust.

Unoccupied seats of silent applause,

An audience of darkness and shadows

Fills the gallery, balcony and stalls,

Their ticket stubs discarded long ago.

In its sad, dilapidated glory

Lies a true and fascinating story.


© Kim M. Russell, 2016

Audience of Darkness and Shadows

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