Sports Poem by Teens

Motocross

In my English 4 class at Katy High School I was given an assignment to write a poem about something that is Meaningful to me in my life. It was a timed assignment, about 15 min but it did not take me long to figure out what to right about, Motocross. I came up with this poem and decided I really liked it and was quite proud of it and wanted to find a place to publish it.

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I start up my bike it feels so right. Give it some gas now it warm I take off with a roar. I ride to the track put my goggles on I line up at the starting gate look around 20 other guys right...

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My Addiction And Passion

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Published: February 2009

My Sport
The big jumps, bruises, and broken bones
The blood that pours from open wounds
The stitches needed to mend the cuts
All of this can be too much
The elbow to elbow packs in which we race
The frightening heights at which we face
I still decide to risk my life
Just because it feels so right
It's a rush to hear the roar
From the fans that want some more
You push yourself to the limit
Just because you want to win it
To have the thrill without a pill
The plant, the liquid, the stuff that kills
Others choose to smoke away
So that they can feel high all day
I just hit the kickers and doubles
This gets me higher than all the others
I know it dangerous but I love to ride
Motocross is my way of life

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  • Brett Lehane by Brett Lehane
  • 7 years ago

I start up my bike it feels so right. Give it some gas now it warm I take off with a roar. I ride to the track put my goggles on I line up at the starting gate look around 20 other guys right next to me. The gate drops I give it all I got the first corner is getting closer and closer. I get the holeshot now I pumped I jump the triple and the table top after it though the whoops around the burn 20 minutes later I'm back at the car. Dad gives me some water and says I did good. He's so proud of me I made the main, no time for a rest after that back to training and we go again. I LOVE MOTOCROSS ITS IN MY BLOOD

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