Taking the Stage

Stage Stop –
A Limericked Bray on Breakaway

“It’s just a stage,” his parents mused,
Remarkably less than enthused.
A whip did crack.
No turning back.
Perhaps they merely were confused.

The driver urged the team ahead,
Amid the dusty dark they sped.
Perhaps one day,
He’ll underplay
How he his family has misled.

In metaphysics terms, he might
Determine he was in the right.
Still, off he flew,
Without adieu,
To seek his fortune most forthright.

Yet stages come, and stages go,
And fate may deal a weighty blow.
Will he return,
If he may learn,
What they may pray he’d never know?
c2009 by Linda Ann Nickerson

Waiting for the Stage

By Richard Caton Woodville, 19th Century

“Children wish fathers looked but with their eyes;
fathers that children with their judgment looked;
and either may be wrong.”
William Shakespeare
British poet and playwright
(1564 – 1616)

Posted for a variety of prompts:
One Single Impression (“word”)
Poetic Asides (April P.A.D. Challenge – miscommunication or misinterpretation)
Read Write Poem (NaPoWriMo – “Let’s get metaphysical”)
Simply Snickers (“stage” and “stop”)
Sunday Scribblings (“follow”)

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  1. May his adventures lead him home! Where the words are kind.

  2. Excellent take on all the prompts! Peace, JP/deb

  3. “It’s only a stage,” his parents mused,

    Remarkably less than enthused.

    so sad when parents don't try to understand....