Meghan

I'm doing a series of poems for every girl on my soccer team. They are meant to bring out their personality and their individual identity to the team. They are going to be in all different styles and formats depending on what fits them best. Here are some of my poems

Jackie:

“Never too far away”

Two hospital beds five feet away Hands reach out, fingers interlay Matching scars the pain between Our sisterhood surgery, a whole new knee The perfect pair, two for one deal From practice and stretching To double teaming and steals My strength and my rock My first friend on the team Now I’ll be there for you Even through your painful scream Looking back we got through it together Looking forward I know I’ll remember Matching scars the pain between Our sisterhood surgery, a whole new knee

Taylor

“If you wear those cleats you have to back them up”

Banana feet and rainbows? You might be on the wrong team I never knew they made cleats in all those colors Those feet are a distraction Can find you on the field with a quick glance Do they glow in the dark too? Throwing your body around getting any piece to the ball The diving headers, bicycle, and scissor kicks Never worrying about the fall back down You make every move look like a dance but it can’t be imitated We rely on your heart your never stopping motivation The last minute goals that keep us on edge You can keep your neon shoes

Claire

Bust a rhyme crack a smile Your immaturity hides you’re a year older Nicki Minaj would be so proud Number one fan, it’s a lifestyle Not afraid to only be you Whistle blows and something changes Competitive drive and passion Second you’re off the field smile comes back Bouncing around starting laughs

Victoria

“See I can do it my own way”

Do it your own way Pushing the limits, making perfect shots Defiance to yell back at the trainer Even though he’s not hearing a word you’re saying Making the same nearly impossible shot over and over Determination He could make you run the same play all night You never gave in you never cut the ball back Dignity Not until he admitted you’re right I guess you can just curve the ball perfectly Far side netting every time Consistency Pros hardly make those shots

Malley

Ever wonder how many people can fit in an elevator I’m sure we went over the weight limit Jam packed in a tight space No place for a claustrophobic Too close for comfort didn’t exist Throw away personal space Almost fall out when the doors open again Like opening the gate at a horse race After a game shin guard sweat and wet socks suffocate the air Poor bystanders wrong place at the wrong time Poor us if a cute boy gets in too Not Malley not afraid to make conversation Even at our worst Charmed them with your fake and phony southern accent No were not really from Texas of anywhere down South Might not have fooled the boys but you got the elderly couple good Used that accent so much that weekend Snuck into your words couldn’t snap out of it Ya’ll still slips out from time to time With it comes a smile and the elevator