Her eyes shoot down
staring at the stage
sprawled out before her
once seeming so small
now seems overwhelming
as soon as the lights
turn on her.
Her heart pounds;
her hands shake;
and all that she has worked
so hard for is
Vanished from her mind.
She closes her eyes
and takes a deep breath,
all the while fighting back the tears
burning behind her eyelids.
Just as the tears are about to fall,
the familiar piano melody
floats gently through the still air.
Her heart leaps
and she remembers everything.
She looks up
into the sea of faces
and opens her mouth to sing.
A confident smile graces her face
as the well-known lyrics
hovers serenely above her audience.
| Ya.. i guess i agree it really is a good poem.. if you can feel it, but personaly i've been so close to God and now i find im fading like a blood stain away from him... but if i was still close i'd probubly love this poem...||| Posted on 2006-02-12 00:00:00 | by Breed of Wind | [ Reply to This ] || I'm glad that you still post. After reading this poem I wished that you would have emphasized the emotion present in the second stanza. The feelings of fear of forgetting the lyrics in that stanza doesn't give the ending credit. I think that if you played it out a little more it would make the relief felt in the last stanza even more present. I think you could have weaved more emotion into this one. But other than that, it was a good poem. I liked how you put in the lyrics to "Amazing Grace" in the description. That in itself lent to more emotion in the poem. |
|| Posted on 2006-02-12 00:00:00 | by Ravenwood | [ Reply to This ] || This was very, very nice. Nonsensical enough?|
I am in awe at how you connected the description to the prose, although more than one conclusion passes my mind. It's amazing how passion for the slightest things can change so much in us.
|| Posted on 2006-02-12 00:00:00 | by DeepDreamer2008 | [ Reply to This ] || I like this. It reminds me of those times in year six when I had to do some stupid assembly, (becasuse the teachers were too lazy to do it themselves) and how nurvous I felt. |
I like the way you emphersise the despair she must feel by having 'gone' in a paragraph of it's own.
|| Posted on 2006-02-12 00:00:00 | by Seele | [ Reply to This ] |