The game

July 12, 2009
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With this serve I aim to break
your guard. No matter how hard
you hit back I will be at the net,
split step, do a volley, or
I may stand at the baseline and
return with a deep strong ball that
penetrate through your swing,
or I may do an overhead,

it doesn’t matter how close
we know- I know- you know
it is the match point

you return, I smash, you volley
back and forth ‘till the ball
touches the net and bounces back to you
I scream
you clap
Game, set and match

although it’s how it ends,
we are still good friends
yes, good friends---
we are bound by the game.

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dreamer_believer said...
Aug. 25, 2009 at 1:43 am
i need to remember this when i get frustrated in a sport! :) you explained it very well. you also put out a lot of confidence and excitement in this poem, which makes it 10 times more interesting. great job :) check an comment/rate some of my work, i love the feedback. oh and keep writing ;)
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