Lovepats

Ode to a Gym Teacher

Defeat comes so bitterly

When all I’ve given fails

To bring me recognition

and compensation pales

in comparison to others

whose salaries are more

how can I be noticed

and  earn what I’ve worked for

when all that is within me

is crying out for more

give it to me now

or I’m walking out the door

touchdown

homerun

hat trick

turkey

slam dunk

hole in one

triple crown

lurking

just around the corner

my fame out of reach

if only I could win one

so I’ll never have to teach

Submitted reluctantly, (and certainly not to offend the gym teachers) to One Stop Poetry hosted by Peter Marshall who prompted us with "Sport."   I’m sure he was hoping for something more …  well, passionately athletic.  Reminds me of the old '60s show in the U.S. called “You Asked For It.”  

Dear Mr. Marshall,    

Obviously, my passions reside outside of the sports arena.  But thank you for providing this one.

Sincerely, Patricia 

p.s. I hope your team wins!