She loves pink, says the sparkling pink Christmas tree lingering in the corner
She lives a chaotic, filled life, with no time to spare, says the laundry sprawled all over the floor
She is working on finding God, and crafting a loving relationship with him, says the Bible on her nightstand
She loves and dedicates herself to water-polo, says the bright yellow ball resting by her pillow
She's someone who needs love, says the affirmations calling to her from her mirror
YOU are beautiful, YOU are loved, YOU deserve this.
Words litter her mirror, screaming back at her, but all her eyes can see is the number on the scale
She is surrounded by love, says the pictures on everything in her room
She just can't see it yet
What to do with all that love, but to surround herself with it, hoping one day it’ll reach her
That one day she will see that SHE is beautiful, SHE is loved, SHE deserves this.
one hundred meters run and swim
gymnastic teeters in the gym
judo boxing race on bikes
rowing coxing running spikes
water polo lifting weights
shooting solo tens and eights
football hockey all ball sports
fast and rocky kayak course
wrestling diving shuttle cock
sailors striving around the clock
dancing horses games with swords
racing courses springing boards
synchronized swimming taekwondo
atheletes winning skill with bow
hurdles cycling and pole vault
chasing spike king usain bolt
national teams state there claims
at britains dream olympic games
In my day summer fun was crazy!
Malta comes to mind, vivid memories.
Playing water polo in the roughest sea!
Crazy!
Snorkelling on my own, two minutes down,
looking up, fifty foot, gagging!
Worth it, the wonders seen, amazing!
Crazy!
Three times rescued, suffering cramp,
swimming, the worse, with a friend,
we'd swam a bay one k., halfway back, it struck!
Crazy!
Diving off a thirty-foot cliff,
swimming up the cliffs water spout,
on rough days could be seen for miles!
Crazy!
Oh! I could do it all again, sadly now not even a maybe!
We, the wife and me, still enjoy the summer sun,
on our patio with family and friends, fun, but never
Crazy!
All true, the friends who saved my life, Alan Hobbs
Captain Ian Spence, then a bunch of mates,
who noticed I was being battered by the heavy seashore surf.
Crazy!
Summer Fun Poetry Contest - Sponsored by Nayda Ivette Negron
06/15/2018
And I don’t want to miss you much more
Now you know what I want to keep in touch for
Cause I don’t want to miss you much more
You kept me from searching for something we each adore
Another knight leaving the fight in rusted armor
Closed your eyes and said bad luck was a charmer
Evil through mans vein
Supply most of the poverty and pain
Caught a tear drop
Asked “you know who” when the rain would stop
Plagued by unemployment
I do nothing for my own enjoyment
What if I was spoiled, would I write the same
Maybe I’m just a brat without a name
Couple of friends misplaced
Riding high, now their shame is lowercased
I’d say be mine
But I can see, you’re doing just fine
Going solo, playing water polo
Tracking wet feet in the dojo
Speak in violence
Got a fistful to try it in silence
Searching for something more to adore
But I don’t want to miss you much more