Empty Stage

I came onto
          an empty stage.
My voice emoting
          a blinding rage
My gestures swept
          a romantic flair
My face revealed
          a riveting stare


Had an audience been there
Had fellow actors seen my
                             thespian flourishes
There would have been applause
I would have fed off the energy
                             that nourishes.

Instead I am here alone
Waiting for a casting
                         that will not call
Reliving old memories
Dreaming of glories that were
                         before the fall

Patience
Maybe someday
But for today
only
an empty stage