The Race Poem by Theresa Ann Moore

Anxiously waiting to hear the number three
It ends a sequence that triggers a tense pose
exciting readiness … as the adrenaline flows

Propelled into motion with a forward shot
Muscles strain to go faster… extending toes
Hoping to excel and win by more than a nose

Sounds of pounding feet enter side vision
Running full throttle… as acceleration slows
Finished in last place… hearing moans of 'oh no…'

6/18/2011