Stepping Up To the Microphone

I walked with the Aura of confidence
like it wasn't pretend
Shoulders back 
Chin up
as each leg would extend
Contemplating the kind of message
I wanted to send

A fair bit short of handsome
Yet was impeccably dressed
Would anyone be convinced?
I hoped they'd be impressed

Up to the podium
Ready for my speech
The microphone crackled
My voice came out as a screech
More than a bit embarrassed 
I was redder than a peach

I sat and cleared my throat
Adjusted the glasses on my nose
Picked up where I left off
as I crossed all of my toes
The crowd started to encourage me
As to my feet I finally rose
Soon I had forgotten
Moments earlier I had froze

So if you ever find yourself 
in such an awkward place
Take all the time you need
it's a speech, it's not a race

The audience wants to help you
Those who have done it know your pain
If they together encourage you
You'll be able to do it again

With more practice comes confidence
In the end it won't be pretend
You are the one and only you
With a special message to extend.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Sankey- Lewis Avatar
December 1, 2015 at 2:29 PM
Thanks for sharing what's significant actions of worth.
Callus Avatar
November 18, 2015 at 12:21 PM
Wise and encouraging, Richard. I've been through a similar ordeal! // paul
Neels Avatar
November 18, 2015 at 11:53 AM
Richard, this is a great read tonight. Reminded me of last month where I was the guest speaker at my old High School's valedictory ;) wish I read it then.. was quite nervous but it all went well in the end.. Awesome write, hope your day is good one..
Manassian Avatar
November 13, 2015 at 1:29 PM
Great poem.....You are very handsome. The only untruth in the whole thing. Hugs
Lamoureux Avatar
November 13, 2015 at 6:04 PM
You are kind dear one. I look better from a distance;0)
Dunn Avatar
November 13, 2015 at 1:06 PM
Great work here my friend, I to have trouble standing in front of a crowd and talking, but you've done well here to express these feelings, enjoyed the read today and thanks for your words on my poetry also, cheri and thanks for the spelling advice I'm not offended at all but thank you so much it did sound much better, cheri
Lamoureux Avatar
November 13, 2015 at 6:07 PM
Thanks Cherl. Glad I could help, I am in need of constant help in that department and I have been helped many times by my friends here at the soup.
Trifiatis Avatar
November 13, 2015 at 8:25 AM
I totally relate to that my friend, Ricahrd, when I started giving speeches I faced the same problem but little by little with teaching, politics, radio and TV didn't care at all. Now I am retired. When I tried last year after seven years of inaction to give a speech at a cultural center I found myself not in good shape!
Lamoureux Avatar
November 13, 2015 at 8:45 AM
Yes, practice is important.
Godwin Avatar
November 13, 2015 at 12:43 AM
You wrote a poem for me, thank you, Richard. You probably don't remember our written dialogue about how afraid I am of public speaking! Logically, I know people won't hurt me, but, illogically, I just know they won't be entertained or whatever my goal would be. Are you doing ToastMasters? A good write and certainly food for my thoughts ... CayCay
Lamoureux Avatar
November 13, 2015 at 8:20 AM
No I just had the first few lines pop in my head and the rest just followed when I wrote it down. I do public readings as part of a group called "The Inspired Word Cafe" as well as some promotions for my book. I have worked for Bell and Canada Trust so over the years I have had to speak and present publicly. It always creates some Anxiety.
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November 12, 2015 at 9:59 PM
I'm doing a charity auction tomorrow night, and people ask me how I can get up in front of a large crowd with such ease and make them laugh and have fun. Every single time I am absolutely nervous as hell but the line "the audience wants to help you" is so accurate and I find once up doing my thing I'm a totally different person. Great poem
Lamoureux Avatar
November 13, 2015 at 12:13 AM
That is so true, a bit of tension beforehand helps quite a bit.
Promise Avatar
November 12, 2015 at 9:33 PM
Great write, and a seven! This is exactly what I need when reciting before a crowd. By the way, I write poetry for special occasions sometimes. Please see Lungs Without Air and Death Of A Youth. Wrote this for a young cousin to ease the shock! Thanks for visiting my site and commenting too. I recited one for my elderly aunt funeral that's not on the Soup. Blessings.
Lamoureux Avatar
November 13, 2015 at 12:15 AM
Thanks for visiting Rainbow.
Tor Avatar
November 12, 2015 at 8:39 PM
This reminds me of performing live on stage drumming. I feel the pressure being responsible for every beat. Knowing I'm playing with a band that has been together for thirty years. They know every fill on their 56 song roster asking for perfection. My base went out on an electric set of drums and had to do four songs without the base. Panic came over me but like this write my band members and audience were rooting for me because they knew something was wrong. Enjoyed this write Richard.
Goff Avatar
November 12, 2015 at 7:55 PM
Hi Richard! Went to hear Bly one evening with Ma at University of Minnesota....he said something about public speaking (poetry, in our case!) I will never forget and have used it a few times to great success! (in my own mind!) He said the "secret" is to fully focus on the enunciation of each deserving word....by doing so, one must speak slowly and fear of large crowds disappears....it works! Have taught this to children in my extended family to great success! (again, in my mind!) Good one! jimbo
Lamoureux Avatar
November 12, 2015 at 8:23 PM
Thanks Jim, that is worth pondering.
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