"layup" poems
it's 8:00 somewhere in Washington D.C.
and the global selection committee has made its picks:
for the 473rd time
all the number one seeds are filled by countries
that break the most rims and shatter the most glass.
here we have the U.S of the North American region
taking on Haiti, cos the poorest countries
always place no higher than 14.
China of the Asia region has drawn
Nepal,
Israel gets Palestine,
and Italy pulls Ethiopia.
There are no African countries-
they didn't make the tournament this year.
No problem tho,
the selection committee figures
they've been beaten up
too many times
to even make a layup.
Games start tmrw
so grab your favorite basketball merchandise
and keep the channel set.
There will be no upsets
so don't bother
pulling for the underdog.
They've already been
neutered, anyway.
Mar 20, 2013
Mar 20, 2013 at 10:49 PM UTC
Another week over and my eyelids are drooping as I type this.
They say that
success is in reach if you just tell yourself you can do it,
But see, I've told myself to reach for success but whenever I look I only find failures
With skelatons as gifts because I always try to get my hopes up and they end up being miscarriages of the mind,
I dropped the ball on the touchdown line
Missed the layup
Failed the class
They say success is in reach if you tell yourself you can do it.
I found that failure is more common
That disorders of the mind that go from A
to C instead of making a B line for the right answer
leaves me to believe that the work we do can only take a lot of back breaking work
and struggles and pain and late nights doing all you can to succeed and,
realizing that the dreams you dream
lead to something
Because failure leads to something too
It leads to droopy eyes and morning reflections
and doing your best to get out of bed to revel in your failures because
you will succeed.
Just keep going
Keep running
Spreading your wings as your learning what flying means from jumping
from the nest without the parachute because
we all know life is a sky full of possibilities.
Mar 1, 2016
Mar 1, 2016 at 7:21 PM UTC
Basketball is a challenging sport,
we run plays on the court.
Many people play short or tall,
you pass the ball,
across the floor.
Make a layup. Score!
The final half its 23 to 24.
Today's the day I make a three pointer.
I shoot the ball.
It's all net.
Feb 8, 2018
Feb 8, 2018 at 11:01 AM UTC
I can zip up all my **** in a ***** pack strapped to a camels back and it’ll act as the last straw
Always think I’m raw
But I’m overcooked overlooked and let’s be honest I didn’t think I gave a single ****
Backed up and a tummy tuck and I’d be ******* tight
Lucked up and a yanny *** double sided mirror got me squintin to see past and nothing nearer
Two toned silhouettes grinding in a tight dress
Too many gin and tonics and a touch of chronic, mess
On the chase but not looking for a ring
I’m no sonic,
More is less.
I’m sitting curb stomped and digested
If lest be lest at least I forget it
I swear this is a hot *** summer
I don’t know a single digit of your ****** number.
Jun 27, 2018
Jun 27, 2018 at 11:41 PM UTC
Manipulation begins,
before the games begin.
The pre-game shows the truth,
It prepares you for the challenge.
If you hurt now,
you'll only injure yourself more.
When you hurt before the game,
you call pull a muscle.
It begins with you,
the choices you make.
I was hurt, I never made it to the game.
My ankle was sprained,
So I could never make the perfect spike, the perfect foul shot, the buzzer beater.
I never took the chance,
I regret.
If I had played the game,
would my ankle have grown strong?
Or would it have broken more.
I took the will of the coaches advice,
They know what's best for me.
Now how long will I not be able to play?
How long will my my ankle hurt?
How long until I can feel the rush of adrenaline as I sprint down the court,
knowing i have a straight shot at a layup?
I miss it.
I miss the beginnings.
The fact that you know you can make it,
just an injury stands in the way.
It tears at me,
I wish I could play,
I wish I had chosen to,
but I didn't.
Sep 20, 2016
Sep 20, 2016 at 2:21 PM UTC