Flowing Beauty

All are silent, 

patiently waiting for the sound to flow through their ears.

The stage never felt so empty, 

so big. 

Slowly the piano plays innocent keys.

Which fills the room with beauty. 

Staring into the crowd, 

my hands shaking,

I open my mouth and the words come out without effort.

Softly touching the audience's ears.

They smile,

acknowledging the song. 

I loosen up and return the smile.

The stage no longer feels so big. 

The music becomes harder to hear and eventually stops.

I bow to the crowd and the curtain closes.  

 

Author's Note

I dunno.. Not sure if I like this. Literally took me five minutes to type... I may delete it. Tell me what you think and please be honest.

Reviews

[Pretty_as_a_Poet]

So descriptive!
It's pretty, it like it. :)

[Shannen Forrester]

I like it, A few grammatical errors.... I think, you know I'm no expert. But I think "The stage never felt to empty" Is that meant to be be so or too? But regardless it's a good poem, edit it don't delete it.

[~Brooke Moran~]

Oh haha, I meant to type "so empty". I'll fix that real fast. And thank you. Should I fix anything else?

[Shannen Forrester]

Capitalize everything that needs it, but otherwise I'd say you're good.. :)