The Championship Game

Getting positioned I step towards the lane.

Lining my feet up with the second dot.

Sliding my hands down I deal with the pain.

I prepare mentally with one last thought.

 

 

 

 

 

I take four big steps, picking up my feet.

Swinging the ball back behind both my knees.

I bring it forward like a slap of meat.

Following through I release with great ease.

 

 

Freshly oiled lanes are best for me now.

I watch as the ball swings in with a hook.

When I get a strike I'll moo like a cow.

Now I'm the champ on the front of a book.

 

 

Another day of bowling has gone by.

I think I will celebrate with a pie.

Reviews

[LSS]

Your creation began beautifully. It is obvious to see there is expression in your thoughts and poetry. But the lines don't have to rhyme. Sometimes when you struggle to make the words rhyme you have lost the pulse and beat of the poem, the essence evaporated in searching for the 'Right Words to Rhyme With'. Try free verse poetry, expressing your thoughts in bursts of images. If they rhyme, oh well. If not, better yet. Sometimes the expressions and word pictures are the best rhymes in poetry. I'm no expert on free verse (writing it), but I love to read it, especially from those who are expressing with their hearts. Check out , 'Candle in the Wind' a poem by 'Candle in the Wind', and you will see what I mean.

Try this style for more flow:

Taking steps, I pick my way
The mass of ball behind my knees.
I swing it forth like slab of meat,
My letting go a great release

I don't know if this idea helps you get a sense of what I am saying about free verse poetry. Try rewriting this poem your way and see if you think the change is better or not.
Lar