This poem is so insecure. How can it be urged along?

Question: This poem is so insecure!. How can it be urged along!?

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“Ready in Three Minutes!”
by TD Euwaite

Will my lines sound natural
Will I hit my marks and queues
I want to play the fool, not be it
Will the white-hot lights turn me pale
Run my makeup down
Can I be the part chosen for me
An actor, the clown
Or a clambering, shaking mass
Classless
…I don’t know…
Let me live on the stage
Not wither and die unrecognized

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That was marvellous TD!.!.!.!.!.really really marvellous!.!.!.!.and it reminds me of the speech of Macbeth

Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day
To the last syllable of recorded time!.
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death!. Out, out, brief candle!.
Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more!. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing!.

and that is what I am!.!.!.a poor player who struts and frets this hour upon the stage!.!.!.!.and then to be heard no more!.!.!.

the last two lines and very much striking TD!.!.!.!.!.and they rule my day!.!.!.

"Let me live on the stage
Not wither and die unrecognized"Www@QuestionHome@Com

TC or TD hmmmmmm I think this poem does show some insecurities!. I was a ham and loved to be in front of a crowd, hence my being in a band and reading poetry and all sorts of public speaking!. Can i try this!?

All my lines sound natural
I'll hit my marks and queues
I want to play the fool,
not be one!.
The white hot lights my home!.
Can my part be chosen
Actor, clown or gnome!.
Will I just start shaking,
a mass of gelatinous goo!.
Let me live upon this stage
To be or nots my cue!.Www@QuestionHome@Com

This is a marvellous image!. To give a poem a mouthpiece, to let it share its misgivings and indecisiveness - to share its longing to be something other than a nonenity!. I loved itWww@QuestionHome@Com

Sometimes you wanna go!.!.!.!.!.
Where everybody knows your name!.!.!.
Oh wait, you're already here and we're all very glad you came!!

I thought you said America was down on clowns these days!?
Stage fright is the only reason ya'll haven't seen me on Wheel of Fortune!Www@QuestionHome@Com

I am loving the different people and styles that explode through the screen at me, you not least of which!.!.!.

http://answers!.yahoo!.com/question/index;!.!.!.Www@QuestionHome@Com

dah!.!.!.!.dont know
but man sure deep
withered for sure
a poem's fright
takes stage front
adverbs applied
nouns queued
but who will speak!?
TD!.!.!.!.of course!
Curtain rise!.!.!.!.
"please!."Www@QuestionHome@Com

You sir, are immune to withering and dying unrecognized!Www@QuestionHome@Com

Very nicely done! The poet of this piece will not die unrecognized; he has made his mark on the stage of life!.Www@QuestionHome@Com

I would greatly enjoy seeing a clown in poetry!. It would really cheer up a person who has only been reading the depressing ones!. THANK YOUWww@QuestionHome@Com

You - unrecognized!? I think not!. Feel secure!.Www@QuestionHome@Com

Now!.!.!.Can i get an autograph, Sir!?Www@QuestionHome@Com