Kinetoscope

A breeze blows in the stage

The season, soon, is new

Light alters position

The landscape changes hues

Through a tiny opening

In a window, once in shade

A brilliant sunray’s cast

And the reel’s ready to play

The coin drops in the slot

My kinetoscope starts up

The pictureshow’s feature

Cinema of Life and Love

Light flickers through foliage

And the dancing images

I watch the silent movie

Of family, deaths and marriage

I’ve only one to choose from

The viewer plays the same

Until the show’s engagement ends

And the season starts to change