The Technician

Worked for 30-something hours one weekend, felt like this poem got a bigger picture across.

Nobody appreciates the technicians behind the stage

Working the lights and running the sound

Making sure everything goes perfectly

Like a fine tuned machine for an entertained audience

 

Nobody appreciates what we did to make this happen

Hours before crowds got here, and hours after they left

Working past the point of tiredness for a “thanks”

That was said in obligation

 

Nobody appreciates what I’d done here,

I’m just a backstage pass on call for the next task

Lying on the ground, staring at the ceiling

While the occasional audience member spots me and says:

 

“He’s not even doing anything.”

Reviews

[Lorraine]

I have to agree to this injustice but since I'm usually a natural backstage person, I don't entirely agree. For me, just seeing that the production went well and that everybody did their best are enough as thanks for all my efforts. Very nice poem, so honest and so pure.

Keep Writing. ^___^

[AmeliaMae]

This is so true. I work backstage in costumes and I help with set construction a lot. It seems like no one even notices. Very good poem.

[Daniel Gardner]

I like this poem. Do you work backstage in something that gave you the inspiration to write this piece?

[alesuriko]

True enough. Working backstage is difficult and usually under appreciated. You really exaggerated it up though in my opinion, although it's different everywhere you go and in different places you work. There was a grammatical error in the first line of the third stanza "what I'd done here" it's improper tense. But overall it was a decent poem, very expressive and honest. Not entirely good flow or rhythm, but not that bad. It has a lot of potential.