Clash of Champions
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My sincere thanks to ROBERT LINDLEY for his poem, "Do not weep over his demise", which inspired me to try out this challenging form.
FORM: Lin - Crazy Eights
16 lines, 8 syllables in each line, 100 words, tail-rhyme
Two rivals meet after long time,
The battleground set for a thrash,
Defying age, not in their prime,
They're geared up for a summit clash;
It's a tense atmosphere down there,
Stadium filled with fired up fans,
There's great excitement in the air,
Best friends have changed to battling clans;
Combat's shifting from side to side,
Both, champions in their own right,
Every shot keeps turning the tide,
Let's see who wins this final fight;
Now, fighting for that crowning point,
Which will conclude play in action,
Game. Set. Match. What an effort joint!
Roger in tears. Eighteenth slam won.
02/15/17
(Note: This poem is about the title clash between Roger Federer and Rafael Nadal in the Australian Open, 2017)
Copyright © Joanna Daniel | Year Posted 2017
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