Poetry About Comedy

The room holds still after the final word. A raised eyebrow tips the silence over. Laughter breaks loose from table after table. Even sorrow forgets its coat for a minute. The comic bows beneath the warmer lights. Truth slips out while everyone is smiling.

Begin where certainty starts to thin. A raised eyebrow tips the silence over. The ordinary carries a hidden pressure. Even sorrow forgets its coat for a minute. We stay until the deeper pattern appears. Truth slips out while everyone is smiling.

The room holds still after the final word. Hours pass, but the image does not leave. Laughter breaks loose from table after table. It returns us to timing, laughter, embarrassment, relief, performance, and truths that arrive wearing jokes. The comic bows beneath the warmer lights. The day continues with a more attentive heart.