Rebel With A Cause

Other than baseball, my interest in sports ranges
from little to none.

And my lack of athletic prowess was well established in
elementary school.

I had a way of conveniently forgetting to tote along
a pair of slacks, so I was unable to participate in
tumbling. This move netted my one and only “D”.

Getting smacked in the face on a frigid day with
an ice cold soccer ball sealed the deal. No Olympic
trials in my future.

In high school, the girls’ Pep Club was a bit militaristic
to my way of thinking.

Everyone was required to wear matching black skirts
and red sweaters. To obtain a letter for the sweater,
members earned points by attending meetings and
selling game day ribbons bearing clever sayings,
such as: “Stew The Benson Bunnies.”

In response to this insanity, I devised an admittedly
devious solution. On those rare occasions when I wished
to attend an athletic event and sit with the Pep Club,
I borrowed the official sweater of my best friend’s sister.

I blended right in with the rest of the group and from
a distance, no one could detect I was chanting the wrong
words at the wrong time. BINGO!

Those of you reading this are henceforth sworn to secrecy.
Should the school administration get wind of this, they
could well revoke my high school diploma and place me in
detention.

 

Inspired by Daily Prompt – Rebel

Hurry…Hurry…Fast…Fast

What’s the big hurry
Not so fast
It
Never pays
To be too
Rash

What’s the big hurry
Not so fast
Step out of
The role
In which you are
Cast

What’s the big hurry
Not so fast
Discover
life
Can be a
Bash

What’s the big hurry
Not so fast
Take
Some time to
Savor the
Past

What’s the big hurry
Not so fast
Life’s
Much more than
Amassing
Cash

What’s the big hurry
Not so fast
Show the world
You’ve got
Some
Sass

What’s the big hurry
Not so fast
Life isn’t a
Measly
Fifty yard
Dash

What’s the big hurry
Not so fast
In life’s marathon
Strive to
Finish
Last

 

Inspired by Daily Prompt – Rush

The Artistry Of Life

Like an artist’s sketch
Gaining
Form and substance
As
Time passes

Vague outlines
With
Rough edges
Evolve into
Well defined
Silhouettes
Drawn by the hand
Of
Life experience

Once blank canvases
Take on hues
Of
Personalities
Vibrant or subdued

Fine lines
At the corners
Of
Eyes and mouth
Etched by
Cumulative
Joy and sorrow

Nuances
Of
Character
Painstakingly filled in
Year after year
Stroke by stroke

A work in progress
First breath
To last

No
Two portraits
Identical

 

Inspired by Daily Prompt – Identical