Win gold
be bold
Long run
such fun
High jump
speed bump
Grand prize
all eyes
Close race
in chase
Drab match
I catch
Ground stroke
no joke
Tiebreak
heartache
Foot fault
must halt
Forehand
so grand
Deuce court
report
Drop shot
on spot
Backspin
just in
Closed stance
advance
First serve
hold nerve
All out
no doubt
Arm ball
your call
Back foot
well put
Feet sore
crowd roar
Pit stop
right flop
Air jacks
not lax
Catch fence
immense
Choose cone
in zone
Downforce
of course
Dry line
sounds fine
Black dot
so what
Box-kick
smart flick
Breakdown
don’t frown
Eight-man
staunch fan
Fend-off
not half
Fly half
big laugh
Five-eight
high rate
Foul play
no way
Free kick
quite slick
Full-back
don’t slack
Knock-on
now gone
Loose head
instead
Pop pass
first class
Red card
off guard
Set piece
they tease
Shoeing
booing
Touch judge
won’t budge
Midcourt
retort
High clear
hear hear
Backstroke
awoke
Duck-Dill
instil
Frontcrawl
your call
Grab start
look smart
Pull Buoy
alloy
Swim Down
don’t clown
Categories:
backspin, appreciation, celebration, character, cheer
Form: Footle
run run run
days coming undone
managing thick and thin
while doing the backspin
hoped for a miracle
for time in a capsule
a mere hideaway
but no way, jose!
AP: Honorable Mention 2023, Honorable Mention 2023
Categories:
backspin, stress, time,
Form: Rhyme
There was once a president named Putin
Who with time became the world's Rasputin
Against Ukraine declared war
For which, the West him abhor
But soon his life took a deadly backspin!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
22 March 2022
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Let us defend freedom, democracy, and Ukraine!
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Categories:
backspin, peace, war, world,
Form: Limerick
There were three "know it all" men to Tee
Whose realistic contest would be
To drink a few beers
Shout "Fore" out in cheers
And then pray that the wife didn't see!
3/23/2013
Categories:
backspin, sports,
Form: Limerick
lost somewhere
in the triangle
of Self
and Sense and Soul
we swim
far beyond
chance of rescue
we cling to drifwood
with sunburnt arms
still strong
silent within
the back spin
recollecting
when we were abandoned
and why
our eyes
search the horizon
faithfully
until we tire
and slip under
Categories:
backspin, faith,
Form: I do not know?