Learn More

Oscar Mireles


College wrestling my freshmen year


During my freshmen year in college
I had the urge to continue
my wrestling career
which did not need
to be resurrected
but at that time in my life
I was still an idealist

So my brother Jesse and I decided
to enter the wrestling room
partly on a dare
from a couple of guys
from Minnesota who lived in our dorm
and partly to prove
we still knew
where to try to find
our manhood

I decided that I would not cut my long hair
before the first practice
which in hindsight was not the best idea
because it helped to piss off the coach
and he doubled the intensity of the wrestling practice
for our enjoyment

I also did not think I needed to
do any advanced training
before hitting the wrestling mat
and after the first five minutes
it became evident that
this was not the best strategy

but I did it
I made it through the practice
and I only threw up once
I think but maybe
I went back for seconds
and shared my lunch with the team

I was exhausted
winter drenched in sweat
but I was wrestling again
and I still had it
even if it lasted
only one afternoon

Submitted: Saturday, November 26, 2005
Edited: Sunday, January 08, 2006

Do you like this poem?
0 person liked.
0 person did not like.

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Comments about this poem (College wrestling my freshmen year by Oscar Mireles )

Enter the verification code :

Read all 1 comments »

Trending Poets

Trending Poems

  1. I Am the Only Being Whose Doom, Emily Jane Brontë
  2. The Road Not Taken, Robert Frost
  3. Daffodils, William Wordsworth
  4. Still I Rise, Maya Angelou
  5. Alone, Edgar Allan Poe
  6. If, Rudyard Kipling
  7. I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings, Maya Angelou
  8. A Fragment, Oscar Wilde
  9. Madhushala, Harivansh Rai Bachchan
  10. Touched by an Angel, Maya Angelou

Poem of the Day

poet Emily Jane Brontë

I am the only being whose doom
No tongue would ask no eye would mourn
I never caused a thought of gloom
A smile of joy since I was born

In secret pleasure - secret tears
...... Read complete »

   

New Poems

  1. Limerick-73, DEEPAK KUMAR PATTANAYAK
  2. MOTHER, KASINIVENTHAN MUTHURAMALINGAM
  3. The Monkey, Asit Kumar Sanyal
  4. Krampus, Ima Ryma
  5. For My Love, Sandra Feldman
  6. I love To Run, Patrick Sant
  7. My Exploding Stomach, RUBAB ATWAL
  8. The Lifelong Comrades, Muhammad Farhan Ahmed
  9. LAST TIME, Terry Collett
  10. Another Toll By Death, Tony Adah
[Hata Bildir]