Poetry on the racquetball court

Racquetball poetry

Here’s a poem by Brave Writer student, Ivy, to enjoy with your Poetry Teatime:


by Ivy (age 11)

a bounce and a thunk
a person falls
it’s an injury
in racquetball

the racket clanks
against the wall
this isn’t like a trip
to the south end mall

not too tight
not too light
or you’ll end up
with one black eye

a nice firm grip
a nicer swing
if it isn’t that
you’ll end in a sling

so always pretend
your home sick in bed
there’s lots of hope
in a sore forehead

Image by Brave Writer mom Venessa

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