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yankees01rugby Junior Member
since 2003-08-13
Posts 48USA |
Its 3:30 and I am on the field I stretch so maybe I can keep up today. “Warm up laps, On the end line!” Is being shouted at us. The whistle blows and we run Run, run, whistle, run, run, My turn is next, Run, whistle, sprint, sprint to the front. Keep on running, don’t stop, one lap down. Again the whistle for my sprint Slower this time, a lot. Its over! I made it! Drills! Four corners. Pop passes, no drops! Left passes, 5 drops Only 5 more left. Right passes, 5 drops. “On the end line!” Sprint 40, back, 50, back, 60, back, I’m falling behind, I have to finish. Pain piercing my legs, run! 100, back. Made it! No more drops! “Five lines on the end line!” This imaginary line, Is getting the best of me. Passing through the hands, 100, back. Two more times! Slower, more painful each time. Skip two, loop three. 100, back. Two more times, again each time slower. Scissors. 100, back. Same as before. 4:30 and I’m almost dead. Not good! The best part is here! The game! I get my second wind! I get the ball, Charge, touch, tap and throw, Charge, touch, tap and throw. Over and over. We make progress. They have the ball. Knock! Scrum down! We lock together, “Props crouch,” that’s me! “Touch, engage!” We clash together. We win the scrum! Somehow I get the ball, I run as fast and hard as I can. I see him in front of me, Coming after me, He’s twice my size. Which way do I go? I break right, no left, He doesn’t fall for it. He gets me and I’m on the ground, Tumbling from the crash. There’s blood, from my leg? Or his? The game goes on... "What your mind believes, your body will achieve. Its time to start believing." [This message has been edited by yankees01rugby (05-14-2004 06:39 AM).] |
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sweet_cute_palestinian04 Member
since 2004-04-11
Posts 418Earth |
wow ...............amazing keep writting everything is great ..love and respect.. peace I will do anything ,not to hurt you, who ever hurts you ,is my enemy until i die... |
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drummerboy678 Member
since 2003-10-28
Posts 134 |
Hey man, Good to read something by ya. This poem is real good... different than most here, as it is about a sport, not a lover, or stress, or life (most topics in poetry). This is pretty good though... seems more like a fragmented story than a poem. The spacing is off in some parts (i.e. it appears that you just hit enter after typing a certain number of words), but for the style of this poem it almost works. Anyways, great first write. -Later |
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*Alli4000*
since 2004-03-21
Posts 3188The World of Poetry |
This was a differnt type of poem. I don't really know what to say other than great job and to keep up the good work!  ~Alli~ |
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