Watching A Pool Tournament Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Beating incessantly, rock and roll charging inner batteries
with a staccato steady tempo.

Loving it's sound as I write poetry from within, watching
a pool tournament, noticing attitudes and personalities of
pool players.

Some drinking booze, one for sure is sober and is doing
far better than any of the others who are drunk and giddy.

It should be an interesting one to watch as I sit where all
three tables are visible to me, a great vantage point.