Stage Fright Or Stage Might

Sitting on stage The glare of the audience immobilizes my every move Is there a way this paralysis will soothe? The lights suddenly blare Like a deer bathed in headlights How can I escape from this radiant bear? The conductor baton rises into the soundless air Sweating, stammering, shivering Will this be my final prayer? The sound of an A fires from a clarinet Bow on string, I imitate the shrill This magical note seems to be my fever pill A-D, D-G, A-E Instrument seems in tune But will this miniscule fact solve my problem soon? As the chief baton swings side to side Flickering images in my mind crash like a tsunami tide Joy, Love, Hardship, and Harmony Music conducted the opening to my passion ceremony Fire ignites my being Like bungee-jumping off a bridge The words “Anything is possible!” now beaming Like poetry, music is an art Raw emotion strangles uniformity Expression bears no limit Creativity beats as our vital body part *This poem is dedicated to a cure for stage fright (bless those poor souls) -M&M