First Time Champ Poem by Manonton Dalan

First Time Champ



I saw them coming like storm
close together sparing no room
up in tower a spotter wide eyed
sending messages; making trades
down pit stop; seconds they grasp
a miscue would sure mean lost lap

today m & m got all muscled up
chasing, leading coveted cup
whatever underneath that hood
has no much on this neighborhood
as laps dwindle to single digit
it's almost certain #18 got it

Monday, November 23, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: sports
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Manonton Dalan

Manonton Dalan

virginia, usa
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