I bowl in a senior league
years rolled by
we all got older
We enter now with canes,
one guy sits with oxygen
some guys up and died
We congratulate one another
when we enter saying,
" I'm here. Still above the ground."
Team names like Bald Eagles,
The Replaced Parts and Squeaky Bones
emblazoned on our bowling shirts
We are all counting time until
we challenge the Archangels
in the bowling alley in the sky.
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| Writing Prompt |
This is a poetry contest, no prose. The style is FREE VERSE, no structured poetry of any kind. If it has a name ie, sonnet, haiku, quatrains, blank verse, nonet etc. it is NOT free verse.
The topic is aging. Feel free to use your imagination and ingenuity to approach the topic any way you wish. BUT, it must clearly be about AGING.
Your presentation is entirely up to you. You may use all your skills to make your piece exciting to look at and experience as well as to read.
NOTE: If you have to EXPLAIN your piece in author's notes, it ain't much of a piece. :)) |
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