Talent show Day

by Socks   Jul 29, 2006


The curtains close,
it my turn for my act,
I'm nervous as heck,
and thats a fact.

My breathing is shallow,
its almost gone,
The spotlight turns on,
i blink as it shone.

Everyone's watching,
as I stand,
i take the mic,
in my left hand.

The music turns on,
i start to sing,
Everyone's quiet,
not saying a thing.

I finish my song,
and take a quick bow,
I get a huge applause,
and wonder how?

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  • 17 years ago

    by Samantha Hollywood

    Jaime Lea --
    The grammar in this poem wasn`t as great as the other one, so, I had to give it a 4. The flow and the rhyming seemed really forced ;; loosen it up a bit. Overall, I think you did a good job on this poem, but, there is definitely room for improvement.
    No need to return the favor ;; these are free comments.

    Love Much,
    Samantha Hollywood

  • 17 years ago

    by goddess-glamourpuss

    Can relate to that. If yur singing is as good as your poems you must have done ok. Loved the vocab to describe stage fright.

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