PoemsBrowse PoemsSlamsFresh DropEchoes
LearnWriting TipsPoetry TermsPoets & ArtistsBooksFor Teachers
ExplorePoetry GenomePoem MapEchoesTake ActionGroups
AboutWrite a PoemDonateSign UpLog In

Theater kid


I have shared scenes to yellow lights,

To endless rehearsals and read-throughs,

To all-nighters,

Opening and closing curtains,

Moving furniture,

And hours spent on angles and marking.

I have put my heart and mind in my scripts,

To endings and curtain calls,

To living in a fantasy,

To repeated costume changes.

I am the theater kid who loves the theater 

Too much to ever fear the stage.

 

©All Rights Reserved

Something wrong with this poem?

Share

Replies are closed for this poem.

Your Poem's Voice

See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.

Comments (0)

No comments yet. Be the first to share your thoughts.

Log in to leave a comment.