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Prose Poetry
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To a Love Angler
You threw out a baited line
and hooked
my heart;
Reeling me in, you promised
we would
never part.
That was such a long, long
time
ago:
Today, I just meander the river of life
and go
with the flow.
Was it just for sport that you threw me back;
or was it because of me
being just too black?
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Rhyme
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Little Fanny McFluff was of eight years and so very bright
She’d take a book and flashlight and read through the night
She would awaken when the sun kissed her high on the brow
And smile for her mother when told to milk the cow
Her chores were done early, each day, before school
She would run for her bus and obey every rule
Her lighthearted ways brought smiles to the town
For little Fanny McFluff would never sport a frown
It was a warm summer day, though, that she was out and around
She caught a glimpse of a rabbit and she made not a sound
She hoped to then follow to see where it would go
She was in for a surprise when she fell down its hole
So big and so ample, its home seemed to be
The rabbit turned around, surprised then to see
A person, no a girl, had entered its lair
So quickly it hopped and got out of there
Fanny, she liked this place that she found
Alone, in this hole, below solid ground
She swore, with a flashlight, at night she’d come back
With decorations galore, packed in a sack
She prettied it up, with an old rug on the floor
She brought in some dolls and still had much more
Though she could not stand, she stayed on her knees
She made it so pretty and minded not the tight squeeze
Each day she’d return, with a warm smile on her face
As she knew it was hers, it was Fanny’s secret place
She’d read and she’d sing, she’d write and she’d play
She’d be in that place almost every summer day
But, one day a storm had come as a surprise
Where water filled the hole and boy did it rise
But, Fanny had her time and upset she was not
She was ever so grateful for the time that she got
Fanny kept that place in her mind and forever in her heart
The memories will live on, forever be a part
Often many days after, she would sit and recall
How there in that place she would have such a ball
So, Fanny, to herself locked her secret away
She unlocked it fondly almost once everyday
It seems that a secret place was not hard to find
Fanny McFluff kept her secret place there in her mind
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Free verse
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A Winner in 2017 OHANA Woman Div 1
There I was, on a rollercoaster of anxiety with many an anxious moment...
Each time my player dropped a set against each of her squash opponents...
In the Qfinals she suffered a 3rdset hiccup to a player junior in her years....
Dashing the high hopes that player could wrap up the game in 3 quick sets....
This rival is a fast improving hard hitting junior player, tricky as they all come...
With a superior fitness and combative attitude, she was a constant danger until the game was done...
Next in the semis was another junior, another fast and furious player...
Who won the 1st set easily to set the pace, upped the ante to pressure my squash player....
Somehow my favored one prevailed to counter her opponent's energetic play...
Refusing to be drawn into a chessplay with muscle and brawn and power play...
So she made it to the final, there awaits top seeded player, a former international...
Last year she easily outfoxed and outplayed my player 3-0 in that final...
But for this repeat final, my player started off well and lead by 2sets initially....
Before a 3rd set loss, it was obvious the top seed was exerting control gradually....
My player hopeful was flustered, faulting someone for advising her to vary her game..
I was busy recording, wise enough to let the cookies crumble as it may....
Just managed to warn her that her rival was picking up the pace....
And that a real winner of any squash player should play a thinking varied game...
Luckily she played decisively for a quick lead in the 4th game, raced to 4-0.....
There were some anxious moments as she easily lost a couple of points....
Anxiety was all mine even as my player managed to lead comfortably on points...
She had to do some desperate retrieving and gave away some stroke points...
But long story short, it was one big joyous relief when the game was finally over...
The 4th set was won over, the mission accomplished, what a great feeling all over....
When favored player emerged triumphantly as the winner when all was over...
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