Julian Disimile

Summer Day Fun

I’ve been stranded under this scorching hot sun for

months now

I’ve run out of food and water

and am on the verge of dehydration.

As I look at the endless trail

all I see is the reflection of the sun on the sand

Wait!

Is that what I think it is?

If my eyes do not deceive me there is a pond of water

up ahead.

I walk with what’s left of my strength to the pond

Every step made it seem like the pond got further

and further.

So

I gave up.

I laid in the sand

and as I am about to die

I hear…

Time for dinner!
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The Rush

All I can hear is squeaking shoes,

people screaming,

the ball pounding the ground,

it all comes back in to focus.

Six seconds left, down by two

and I’m at the three-point line with the ball.

I’ve practiced this for weeks but it all seems forgotten.

I take a choice,

the ball leaves

my fingertips

and the gym goes silent.

Seconds later I’m being lifted in the air by my teammates

as everyone chants my name.

I’ve played basketball for 4 to 5 years now. I was on the 7th and 8th grade basketball teams and I thought about the great times. Every player always experiences a moment where the game is up to them.  If you win your team goes wild and you are congratulated but if you lose you feel as if you have let down your team. When you get into this moment you are crushed by pressure and your choices are affected, but when you’re done the rush feels great even if you let down your team.  Just having the experience prepares you for the next time you’re on the spot to win the game. This poem explains what is going on when your in the moment.