Stage fright

Feel for Alice as she teeters with stage fright. For more poems like  this click image.

Feel for Alice as she teeters with stage fright. For more poems like this click image.

Five minute warning, hearts race, curtain fixed,
Backstage they’re all waiting, emotions are mixed.
Some holding their breath, others willing the time,
To come sooner not later, nerves over the line.
Two minute warning, the curtain is checked,
Audience muttering, Young Alice perplexed.
One minute warning, get ready to roll,
Audience silent, time taking it’s toll.
Time says the clapperboard, “go break a leg,”
But Alice is frozen, directors they beg.
“Please oh please Alice, don’t do this again,
We’ve worked round the clock on this, bad for the brain.”
But Alice just stands there and hand claps come slow,
If she doesn’t move soon, she’ll ruin the show.
Just as the cast members move in for the kill,
Alice is hovering, fighting her will.
Now she is teetering, right on the brink,
“Cut her some slack please and get her a drink.”
She steps forward and sighs, and deep breaths gulp inside,
She’s out on the stage now, determined eyes wide.
And when it’s all over, the last curtain call,
Bravo comes to Alice, cast, audience and all.

Like this poem? Did you know it appears in two of the wonderful poetry collections by Anita Williams? Available on Amazon in paperback and Kindle editions and in iBooks format via the itunes store.