My Year of Writing Dangerously

On the spur of one of my (increasingly rare) moments of inspiration, I decided that in order to maintain my artistic integrity, and because I can't keep calling myself a writer for much longer without actually WRITING something, I am going to write a poem a day for the next year. The first poem will be posted on August 10, 2010 and the last poem will be posted on August 10, 2011. (Unless, of course, I decide to keep going.) Not all of the poems will be good, and DEFINITELY not all of them will be interesting, but I will gaze around my kitchen, my living room, and Coming Home Cafe until something inspires me, then write a poem about it, as well as my random thoughts on the mundane things that no one notices, but which it is my goal to immortalize over the course of this year.



Sunday, February 27, 2011

Day 92 - GREASE

Grease is the Word
Forget Alma Mater: I'll sing about Summer Nights (and show nights) when I had me a blast and remember Those Magic Changes from students to stars and to The Company, My Loves. I’ll never forget being so excited that I was Greased Lightnin’ and I will never need a Fight Song because I love you all. So Look At Me, I’m So Happy and to this cast, crew, and teachers, I hope We’ll Go Together as the family we've become. We made the High School Hop and I know it won’t Rain on Prom Night because we’ll Hand Jive together. I hope my memories won’t distract me into becoming a Theatre School Dropout or leave me Alone at the Drive-In so I can continue on feeling like a Rock and Roll Party King. There are Worse Things I Could Do than forget these months, but believe me when I say I won’t because You Are The Ones That I Want.


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