NaPo 9: Forgotten songs and NaPo 10: Stage Fright

I um... forgot yesterday. So, two poems today.  Short, but still here.  A rondelet and weird little free-verse.

Forgotten Songs
Forgotten songs
That whisper in the summer leaves
Forgotten songs
That gossip of remembered wrongs
That sneak along the snowy eaves
to find the one who still believes
Forgotten songs.

Stage Fright
Throat locked.
Hands clasped.
Read in monotonic blasts.
Get through to the end of your part.
Just read and read and don't look up and
keep your voice level and low and whatever you do
Reveal
Nothing.