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Two Poems from our Basketball Poetry Collection

 
 
B-Ball
   
Author: Robert Miller
   
Poem:
B-Ball
   
  I bounce,i dribble
on parquet,
headed for net
far away.

Getting closer
then stopped short,
i'm surrounded
at midcourt.

Looking around
i look hard,
i find opening
to the point gaurd.

I fake left
then spin right,
i release ball
it's in flight.

Point gaurd catches
perfect pass,
now much closer
to backboard glass.

With brows of sweat
an body hot,
point gaurd sets
and takes shot.

Ball hits backboard
then drops in,
cheering crowd
three point win.

Some celebrate
some in shock,
watching shot
beat the clock.
   
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In ten seconds
   
Author: Edgar Eslit
   
Poem: In ten seconds
   

The crowd was rumbling and
When the referee’s calling for the final time-out
The coaches’ voices were thundering in light speed
They gave the last minute instruction.
One wouldn’t forget how
the opponent got the one point lead
Jump ball, Free throw and… counted!
“Pass to JR”, “guard, hold still”
“We’ll go for the three points, Okay? ”
Go, go, go for the win!
The buzzer chimed
… ten seconds countdown.
Dex dribbling, quick to Roger, to Tolits.
There, over the mid court, JR fell
But as miracles happen
He flipped his arm
caught and sprang the ball towards the board
it whirled down and rigging inside the ring
and while the whistle's blown in final second,
The final score, thundering,
JR’s head stamped and bounced on the floor.
The crowd eclipsed to a mournful stupors.
 
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