SILENT DREAMS - A WALTZ

SILENT DREAMS: A musical-within-a-musical

set in 1955, near Broadway.

It revolves around the death

of a long time Boarding House resident,

Jana Medrova, who played piano for the Silent Movies.

She leaves a diary revealing an affair with Valentino.

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The opening of the play

starts with Jana Medrova’s singing

(overhead in darkness)

What is your Silent Dream?

What is your soul longing for?

I have made up the entire story

out of my imagination

and written her a waltz.

Her verse goes like this:

Once upon a cinema mist,

I dreamed of being wantonly kissed,

By a turbaned sheik,

in a desert tryst,

But that was long, long, ago . . .

(chorus)

Silent Dreams,

All those Silent Dreams,

Melting your heart,

with the tenderest thought,

All those wonderful Silent Dreams.

(the boarding house)

The musical reflects my own longings.

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Art imitating life.

Life imitating art.

Like this photo I took this morning.

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For me, 

Life is never as easy

 -- nor as hard -- 

as I would like to make it --

just muddling my way

somewhere between

lobster bisque

and Drano.

which is why flowers help

And Rune Stones

So, today I drew two 

to receive some guidance

and try to balance myself.

I drew Sowelu, the Sun

Then Wunjo, Joy,

The Rune Stone messages

 for me today,

is to 

stop writing the Memoir.

My shoulder has tendonitis

and my right eye is red and blurry.

(Occupational hazards).

I feel like time is running out, though.

as does Jana Medrova.

she sings in the Coda:

But dreams are for yesterday

when time is running short,

so, remember to live,

to love, and forgive.

Follow your heart,

And you’ll find

such peace of mind

in those wild and precious

Silent Dreams. 

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Maybe, in the greater scheme of things,

when the garden is bare,

and my workspace cluttered

putting a waltz called

Silent Dreams

on YouTube

is enough.

Do what you love

and that will be enough.

~ ~ ~

And maybe a waltz won’t save the world

or the whales

or the males,

But maybe it could.

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I’m still a dreamer,

like all my characters.

What do you think?

Are we nothing more than the

choices we make?

I’m a skeptic, too, so I’m not sure.

More likely sound and fury

signifying nothing,

nothing at all.

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My Six Word Memoir

(Have you heard of those?)

“Learning To Be A Good Loser”

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