Biographical Poetry posted November 25, 2022


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The stuff he gave me was like a magic elixir.

Sip This

by HarryT

 
It happened when I was only thirteen
I was a swimmer on our park district team
We were at summer afternoon meet
Sun was beating down, blazing beams
Glanced off the rippling pool water
 
Temperature was in the high nineties
I was feeling a bit dizzy, and my heat
Was up in a few minutes, still remember
Going to my coach, telling him I was sick
He felt my head and handed me a jug
Said sit in the shade and sip this stuff slowly
I did what he said, as I usually always did
 
After a few minutes I was feeling much better
My heat was called, climbed up on the block
Took off in a flash with the starter's gun blast
Won my butterfly heat and went on to
Finish with my best time ever in the final
 
Don’t know what I would have done
Without my coach’s advice and his jug
Of cool orange juice coming to my rescue



The Drink Poetry writing prompt entry
Writing Prompt
Write a poem. You (or your character) take a sip of a drink and feel different. What happens?
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