Archive | February 2017

Sopranos

Never say you are only in the chorus because without a chorus there is no show!

The following poem comes from

Should I Wear Floral and Other Poems on Life, Love and Leaving 

© Di Castle

to be published in April by Matador and is dedicated to all those hardworking thespians who are preparing to go on stage either in a play or in a musical. I think most people will identify with the sentiments.

Sopranos

(with apologies to Gilbert and Sulllivan)

We are the very model of the Operatic chorus sops.

Who put on great performances, that buzz… until the

curtain drops.

We take all our instructions with a duty so reliable.

We need to get it right so all reviews are good and

viable.

Our leader is so cheerful that she keeps us feeling up, you

know.

We Operatic chorus sops preparing for our brand new

show.

Our leader gets us going and she really is incredible

Withstanding interferences from some you might call

‘meddle bull’.

Withstanding interferences from some you might call ‘meddle bull’

The pianist is playing hard and covering up mistakes, you

know,

And costume lady’s running round with measure tape

and things to sew.

Treasurer is selling tickets, sorting stats to fill each row

We’re Operatic chorus sops preparing for our brand new

show.

We’re very good at singing when we have the words in

front of us

But leader says to face the front and leave the sheet away

from us.

She says we sing it once or twice and then we’re told again

to go

We hope this all gets sorted before April when the show’s

in flow

We hope that this gets sorted before April when the show’s in

flow.

We don’t think we are ready for a show that soon will go

on stage.

We are still learning words, crescendos, breathing and…

must hold the page.

And now we’re told to move around, our brains go into

overload,

We cannot do it all without us going into overload.

We cannot do it all without us going into overload.

We have to make a hat that now is looking very

complicate,

For singing Ascot whatsit and we mustn’t walk on much

too late.

Yes, singing Ascot whatsit is what really makes our brains

go pops,

We mustn’t come on late or find ourselves on stage

without our props.

In short we mustn’t come on late or find ourselves without our

props.

We are the very model of the Operatic chorus sops.

Put at the back if we’re too fat and old and grey in case

we flop

We miss our cues, forget our words and cannot dance like

dainty birds

And now conductor splits us up into three groups he calls

three thirds.

Conductor splits us up into three thirds to make us learn our words.

We are the very model of the Operatic chorus sops

Who keep the show a buzzing on the stage until the

curtain drops.

We’ve learnt our words, we know our thirds but now it is

finale time

Our brains go pop, the words now stop but never mind

we’ll use some mime.

Yes, we still keep the show a buzzing on the stage til

curtain drops.

‘Cos we’re the very model of the operatic chorus sops!

 

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More poems will appear soon along with the fabulous illustrations by Denise Horn.

 

you can pre-order the book by emailing details to dcastle32@talktalk.net

My debut, Grandma’s  Poetry Book, is available by post via dcastle32@talktalk.net or on my website http://www.dicastle.co.uk .

This poetry collection spans sixteen years capturing the experience of a first-time grandmother on her sometimes wobbly journey in her new role. It includes many facets of unmissable moments and childhood milestones, some humorous and others more poignant, even sad.  Such treasured times can easily be forgotten so the book acts as a nostalgic memoir. Touching and funny in turn, readers will be reminded of the joys of witnessing childhood development and the effect o n their own lives. Even those yet to reach grandparenthood including fathers, aunties and primary school children have already enjoyed reading this book. Grandma’s Poetry Book makes an ideal gift for new grandparents, birthdays, Christmas and Mothers’ Day and many readers have returned to buy more copies for friends and relations. Each poem has its own laugh-out-loud illustration by an artist who has been likened to E H Sheppard.

Some comments have included ‘Pam Ayres meets Winnie the Pooh’, ‘made me laugh, made me cry’, ‘charming book’ and ‘every grandparent should have one’.

OUT SOON  SHOULD I WEAR FLORAL and other poems on Life, Love and Leaving, By Di Castle and illustrated by Denise Horn.

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