I was born with a competitive nature
Being a first son I had to prove myself as
Being worthy of dad’s attention
I worked hard to please, when little I
Always wanted to help, Dad
Whether it was fixing things or
Pushing my little lawn mower as
He cut the grass that surrounded our home.
As I got older baseball and basketball captured me
However, I found for me good was never good enough
I had to prove myself, I had to be among the best
Being smaller than the other kids
I counted on my speed and quickness
I loved sports and played through high school
Then life intervene, I became an educator
My nature drove me to achieve a high post
During those years, sports were limited to
Pick-up games and student-faculty competitions
Now that I am retired, I still feel that driven urge
Flamed like a Phoenix rising from the ashes
Bowling answered my need by engaging with
My teammates three times a week
I have ups and downs, good days and bad
But I live to feel that competitive urge
Surge through my veins when I step to the line
I always want to win, but I have learned that
Competition is more than just
Winning or losing, at my age it is about
Friendship too.
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Writing Prompt |
Write a free verse poem on competition. Tell what it means to be competitive and why you love competition or not. Free verse is a form of poetry that does not necessarily follow to any specific meter patterns, rhyme, or any other pattern. Free verse, despite its freedom, often still has some elements of form. Most free verse does observe a convention of lines and structure. No rhyming patterns. |
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