An Opera Calls

I’m travelling to the City by train.

Going to see a BK Opera performance again.

My niece, a leading singer in the show.

And these carriages are gently swaying to-and-fro.

I’m arriving an hour early.

Doing so, quite deliberately.

As the venue’s a classic olden Hotel.

A bar to relax in, and have a spell.

Drink a boutique ale or two.

And some friendly chatter too.

A young lady, Julia, I meet.

She’s polite and sweet.

We shake hands and talk warmly.

Happily saying to me, she loves poetry.

And I offer her an Opera ticket free.

But alas, she’s about to take her leave.

 

Upstairs I go, soon the show’s to begin.

I’m eager to hear the young Soprano’s sing.

The Opera’s an unusual Production.

A lover’s tragic telephone conversation.

The four separate settings are of a Lady’s Boudoir.

Our singers attire, glossy gowns and silky nightwear.

There’s soft lighting, satin cushions and screens.

And the Opera is divided into four scenes.

In four Hotel rooms, with a Soprano Artiste’.

Our audience standing during each piece.

I’m transfixed, as the soloist sings.

And we applaud from the small room’s wings.

A most intriguing and wondrous show I’ve seen.

An Opera called, La Voix Humaine.

 

Ivor Steven.

Many thanks to Colleen of “chatter master”, for her helpful advice and encouragement. I found this piece difficult to explain and write the words. And attached here, the link to the details of BK Opera’s production of La Voix Humaine.  https://www.bkopera.com.au/la-voix-humaine-2017

 

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Hi, and welcome to my blog site. My name is Ivor Steven, I live in Geelong, Australia. I'm a retired, part-time plumber, and a former Carer of my wife(Carole), for 30 years, who suffered from severe MS. I Write poetry about those personal thoughts, throughout and beyond my life as a Carer. I've been blogging for 18 months, and writing poems for nearly 18 years. Of course a lot of my poems are about my favourite subject Carole, but since I've been blogging my writings have become quite varied, humourous, mystical, observational, and even a few monster/horror poems.

44 thoughts on “An Opera Calls”

    1. Thanks Mel, I’m so glad you liked thjs piece, I found it so hard to write and explain the show.😊 and the very unusual production that the opera company put on, do you think my words worked, and the story line wasn’t too disjointed. xx

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      1. It worked perfectly. You gave it an air of wonder. You had me there and I loved the charm of the conversation with the young lady.

        Quite adorable and because I know the back story… well it’s extra sweet for me. 😉

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  1. Wow! Your words make the show really come true right before my eyes, Ivor! How extraordinary and wonderful to write a poem about your visit to the Opera! It´s such a lovely idea! Loved the flow of the piece that carried me from verse to verse on gentle wings and soprano voices 🙂

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  2. an interesting opera indeed, I don’t think I have ever heard of such a performance. and i like your story leading up to the actual show, a play in itself, as you took us by carriage and stopped for a drink after a thirsty ride and meeting a sweet person inside. a nice visit with you Ivor through your words.

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