The Storyteller by Lee Broom.

The Storyteller by Lee Broom.

Posted on December 18, 2011 by L B Gettings aka Lee Broom

The Storyteller

I am a travelling Storyteller

A roving teller of tales

Or perhaps I am the Story

When the storyline begs to fail.

 

These stories have no beginning

Often there is no end

I’m encouraged to say there is always a need

To that end I am wont to portend.

 

I can say in addition upon request

That the words are rarely mine

For I’m driven you see by a Greater Force

That flows through my lips or my fingertips

To the ears and eyes of thine.

 

So what is your story?

Do you sing? Do you dance?

Do you pick your way by the seat of your pants?

Are you waiting to share till the time is in sight?

Do you leap from your bed in the still of night

With a lump in your throat that attests to the fright

Of a wasted day as you lay in the hay

Wondering what in the hell to say?

Must you wait ‘til the words are right?

 

I am a traveling Storyteller

A roving teller of tales

Or perhaps I am the Story

When the storyline begs to fail.

When the storyline begs to fail.

When the storyline begs to fail.

From:  An Amo and Curio Olio.
A Folio of Prose and Poesy by Lee Broom

Whoso would be a man must also be a ONE ACT PLAY.

Whoso would be a man must also be a non conformist. –Ralph Waldo Emerson, Essays: First Series

Rebel:   Anti-conformist.

Scholar:   Non-conformist.

Non-conformist:  Seeker of truth

Follower:    “What should I do?”

Leader:     “What if…….”, “How would……..?”,  “Why was that?”

Seasoned Follower: Sounds a little bit like a True Leader. Always carries a book written by a former True Leader.

Voice in the Crowd: Could be anybody, a True leader, A Seasoned Follower, a Non-conformist-Anybody, Anti-conformist; anybody, really.

Voice in the Crowd:   “Who wants to be  our leader?”
“I do.” Replied a Seasoned Follower.
“Go ahead then.” replied the Voice in the Crowd. “You shall be our leader.
A child in their midst said “I think the Voice in the Crowd should be our leader.”

Though coming from the lips of one so young, the idea seemed to resonate throughout the crowd. So, the followers quickly voted amongst themselves and  elected the Voice in the Crowd to be their Leader.
“No, No” said the Voice in the Crowd.” I don’t want that responsibility, really; I spend most of my time writing. I don’t have time to be a Leader. “
“I have an idea,” said the child.  “You continue to spend your days writing and I’ll come over every morning and edit your written words; I’ll even create a blog, And, I could make a movie of you at work and publish the video on YouTube. I’m little; you won’t even know I’m there. And you, Mr. Voice in the Crowd, can continue your daily activities undisturbed by your followers plus…. your followers will have a new Leader.”

The Voice in the crowd appeared to mull this idea over, eventually relaxing his furrowed brow, replacing the worrisome stress indicator with a big, wide smile on his lips which was in turn, greeted by a resounding salvo of energetic hurrahs and this group of followers celebrated the fact that they now had a new Leader. Of course they all thought that their new leader was Mr. Voice in the Crowd but you and I know that the True Leader was the little girl who saved the day.

By Lee Broom