Post by trumellotonium on Aug 6, 2007 16:52:20 GMT -5
I've got two poems, the first of which I wrote for english this year, and the second of which was posted on a wall in the guy's locker room in a school we stayed at in canada this year.
First Show
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An athletic contest measures progress in the race for perfection. The duration of the game is short -- a few seconds, a few minutes, an hour or two. The training and practice in preparation for the contest extends over days, weeks, years.
The real value of participation in sports is not in the actual game played in the limelight of applause. The real value is in the hours of dogged determination and self-discipline carried out on the practice field, often alone, under the supervision of an exacting conscience.
The applause soon dies away, the prize is forgotten, but the character and strength built on the practice field remains.
-Marriam Graham Collegiate School
Saskatoon, SK, CA
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I don't mind if you copy them, but again, don't claim you wrote them please.
First Show
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After months of preparation,
Sore from practice,
Full of anticipation,
Through the crowds,
Across the parking lot,
With trembling bodies,
In front of the stands,
Pumped with adrenaline, We March. Filled with fear,
Around the track, Behind the lines, Onto the field
We march.
To our opening positions,
Carried by practiced feet,
Bursting with confidence,
We march on forward.
Directed by the signal
From the drum major,
The first note is played,
And the show begins.
-Zach of the Shadow Armada
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An athletic contest measures progress in the race for perfection. The duration of the game is short -- a few seconds, a few minutes, an hour or two. The training and practice in preparation for the contest extends over days, weeks, years.
The real value of participation in sports is not in the actual game played in the limelight of applause. The real value is in the hours of dogged determination and self-discipline carried out on the practice field, often alone, under the supervision of an exacting conscience.
The applause soon dies away, the prize is forgotten, but the character and strength built on the practice field remains.
-Marriam Graham Collegiate School
Saskatoon, SK, CA
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I don't mind if you copy them, but again, don't claim you wrote them please.