Being a first son, I deeply felt I had to
Do my best to receive smiles from my folks…
When my brother came along 18 months later the
Competitive spark was kindled -- I had to be
Better at everything the two of us did. Favorite was
Making him race me, being older, I knew I would win.
In high school baseball and basketball entered in
Being of small stature being good was not enough
Being best at each sport was my never-ending quest
Competitive, my nature, through high school and beyond
My goal, always to be the best I could be, drove me on
In my chosen profession eventually worked to achieve a
Doctorate in Education, a superintendency and ultimately a
University administrative position.
Now I’m retired, even after two heart attacks, my competitive
Urge still burns. Teach in a senior program, spend hours on
Presentations, want great evaluations from those who attend
Lastly, to satisfy my cravings for action, bowl three times per week
A lesson, I confess I have learned, the camaraderie among teammates and
Friendships with other bowlers makes my life worth living, but
I’ll share a little secret; I still want to win.
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| Writing Prompt |
Write a free verse poem on competition. Tell what it means to be competitive and why you love competition or not. Free verse is a form of poetry that does not necessarily follow to any specific meter patterns, rhyme, or any other pattern. Free verse, despite its freedom, often still has some elements of form. Most free verse does observe a convention of lines and structure. No rhyming patterns. |
Author Notes
Still bowling.
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