Todays poem is based on the daily prompt of ‘Recite’. Whenever I have to speak to an audience I draw on the best training course ever received. Spartacus comes to mind but that’s for a future post.
Nerves in shreds, throat so dry
Stand and deliver, speech, black tie
Expectant crowd, will I be heard ?
Not sympathetic, or devour every word ?
Rehearsed, committed, no stammer
Ready, prepared, checked the grammar
Introduced, shaky words spoken
Scanned the floor, initial reaction
Heart pounding, pulse set racing
Audience captured, jokes interlacing
Confidence abound, successful tonight
Encore, same tomorrow, another recite