Bricks are posed as models and actors
for scene and setting
of the mundane.
Each day holding up arms same as yesterday
until everything
is conveyed in just the right way.
Buildings never abandon blockbusters nor flops
yet are let loose
and edited from final cut
by producers
above directors
and no longer taking input
from screenwriters.
Years’ work have no reward
beneath the scrolling list
of stars
as decay is upended
for new faces.
And God has no time for movies,
art and entertainment.
January 11th, 2013 at 5:38 pm
Glad to see a fellow poet liking something of mine. I just recently started my blog so I’m happy some people like my choice of words.
Much respect!
January 19th, 2013 at 10:28 pm
You write great poem. Would you like to be on my poet page. a short bio., any pic and link to your pages is all it is.
January 19th, 2013 at 10:39 pm
Thank you and thanks for the offer. You can use my gravatar for my image/bio to put on your page.
January 19th, 2013 at 11:28 pm
I really enjoyed this poem. You have an obvious talent for poetry, and the imagery and message of Art and Entertainment was wonderful!
January 21st, 2013 at 9:40 am
Thanks so much. I’m glad you enjoyed Art And Entertainment.