Under the lights
a sensational challenge entry
deep breath
in. out.
lungs inflating painfully
head swimming
palms sweaty
nerves strung taught
ears ringing
vision blurred
silence
buzz of polite applause
top of the rollercoaster
looking down
butterflies taking flight
click click
click click
heels crossing a canyon
tap the rough edge
little bit of feedback
the hush of the crowd
the faint sound of ivories
beginning, then
a swell of symphony joining
those first pure notes
soothing the soul
swept up
in a rush
of adrenaline
and serotonin
as voices rise
in unison
to the very top of
that mountain on high
angels singing
from the clouds
all to fall away
to that one lone voice
and a violin
resonating in the heart
silence
to deafening applause
nerves never bested
but that high always
achieved
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Fabulous!!! Loved it!!!💖💖💕
Excellent poetry,
Ahhh, so blissful! Made me feel a rush of emotions! I loved this so much!
Nailed it! LOVVE this one!!
That was spot on and I'm sitting smiling, thinking back to my first time!
For me, it's those first few notes, a single phrase that transports me from the everyday into a wonderland of sound. The first time my wife & I saw "Amadeus" it was down on the Plaza in Kansas City, MO. After he has attempted to commit suicide, claiming he'd killed Mozart, Salieri is in a sanitarium where he's visited by a young priest who offers to hear his confession. Salieri asks him about music & begins to play one of his compositions for him. The priest regrets but admits he's not familiar with it. Salieri tries with another, but each time the priest shakes his head. Finally, Salieri says, "What about this?" & begins to play "Eine Kleine Nachtmusic", which of course the priest recognizes. So did the entire theater audience, which began to laugh as one as he played the very first phrase. I turned to my wife & said, "We're seeing this with the right crowd."
Very well written poem! A real roller coaster!
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Excellent. Sensory magic. My nerves are shot!
That's an oxytocin hit right there ❤
Wanting to sing here in the west mistro wonderful piece H2
Awesome ✨💖
I love the “click click click click” part and how it builds from there, I could totally envision this whole thing! ❤️❤️❤️