strolling onto the stage while people clap her scarlet dress clings to her body and she fights a blush that would turn her face almost as red as her lipstick now at the podium, the shiny gold award is in her hand. it doesn't seem that different from a high school sports trophy (anymore). she's at the podium, a microphone is shoved in her face, and it's time for her speech. you know, the impromptu one that the veteran celebrities prepare in advance, and the newbies don't think to-- she clears her throat, stares into the microphone rather than facing the crowd, and says thank you, it's an honor. she doesn't use the impromptu speech she made up for fun when she was a little kid performing for her family- this has been my dream my entire life. instead, she lists off names of people, things, and places to thank. she smiles and hopes the cameras aren't picking up the slight blush that managed to creep into her cheeks. she clutches the award tightly, because it's an honor.
This was interesting to write since I normally write poetry that’s somewhat inspired by my life, and this definitely isn’t! I hope you enjoyed regardless. Please let me know if you have any feedback on this piece or writing challenges you’d like me to try in the near future. Stay safe and healthy.