Glaring

Glaring

 

Funny thing is this fame game,

you confidently cross the wooden stage

prepared for the task in front of you

only to be hit by that beam of light

casting a huge shadow at you

 

Its like the light

is a giant magnet

wiping clean the act

nothing left to do but perform the other routine

along with the fourteen prat-falls as backup

Published by inkdropk

Born and Bred in Salford, England - I live a short distance from Old Trafford - Home to Manchester United Football Club. I volunteer at Sale Harriers athletic club and at Imperial War Museum North - where i help as a guide to visitors in the galleries. A blogger, photographer, volunteer and occasional writer.

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