One Poem by Kate Young

Written in response to this month’s Special Challenge.

Centre Stage

She had always wanted to be centre stage
waiting in wings for that grand entrance,
folding back the golden cloth
body enveloped in rich softness,
sweet anticipation of the role ahead.

‘Onwards and upwards’, climb the ladder,
fame illuminating silvery track,
click-and-clack, rattle and sway
a giant escalator eating the ground,
driving around the bend.

Fame, almost within fingertip touch
its path a corrugated steely resolve;
jaws now a magnet, inviting, open,
then closing, a diminishing pinprick
tiny as a tarnished Oscar doll.


Kate Young lives in Kent and is passionate about poetry and literature. After retiring, she has returned to writing and has had success with poems published in magazines. She is presently editing her work and writing new material, particularly in response to ekphrastic challenges.

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