Swimming Rap

This poem was written because my dorky coach was trying to rap something to do with swimming...so of course I had to show him how to do it. He didn't say anything when I gave it to him, he might have hated it and didn't want to hurt my feelings...but more likely, he was jealous of my skills.

Swimming

Swimming is a lot of fun
When you swim outside you can soak in the sun^*

You work hard everyday to get a bit faster
So at all the meets you’ll show who’s the master

You start on the block, then when he says, “Take your mark!”
You jump in the water and take off like a shark

It’s a lot harder when you’re in a relay
You’ll let down your teammates if you delay


You can swim Butterfly, which is really kinda tough
You gotta get the rhythm right and be really buff

There’s also a stroke where you swim on your back
But you gotta watch for the flags, or your head’ll go whack!

You might want to do Breaststroke, where you kick and glide
Make sure you touch with both hands, or you’ll get disqualified

You can swim Freestyle, all you really need
Is very high elbows and lots of speed

If you can swim all four, then go for it
An IM might be your event if you want to commit

The distance swimmers know how to keep their pace
The sprinters know how to speed in a race

Swimming isn’t easy, but it’s your call
In my opinion, if it was easy, they’d call it Football

But some call me obsessed, which may be true
Swimming and I are stuck like glue

© 2003 Liz Stephens

^*Coach wrote this part, thanks Coach!

What if...

This poem was just a random one...I heard a lot of people say things about wars, guns, school rivalry...we should get rid of them...blah blah blah.





What if...

There will no more guns?
Would it be a safer place...
Or would we have no protection?

What if...

There were no more wars?
Would there be less deaths...
Or would there be more?

What if...

There were no more school rivalries?
Would we live in a peaceful world...
Or would school be no more fun?

What if...

We got everything free?
Would we all be rich...
Or would earning money be worthless?

What if...

I didn't write this poem?
Would people be the same...
Or would this change their life?


© 2003 Liz Stephens

The Natural High

About this poem:
I wrote this poem to show people how I felt about swimming



The Natural High

Standing on the block, waiting for the start
I feel the rush, and it's all in my heart.
I want a good dive, I want a good turn,
It all starts here, I want it to burn!
Now I'm in the water, and I have one more lap,
I must reach for the wall, and close in the gap.
As I look at my time, I feel really good,
I look at my teammates, they share my same mood.
My coach is smiling, and then I confess,
It wasn't just me in the water...so were the rest


© 2003 Liz Stephens

Why

About this poem:
Written about the tragic events in New York 9-11-01

Dedicated to those that lost their families and friends, to those who suffered and survived, to those who died unexpectedly, and to the brave people who went and risked their own lives to save others

Why


Why did they have to do that?
Why must they make us cry?
Why did they try to destroy our country?
Why must there be hatred in the world?
Why did we have to witness it like we did?
Why must there be evil lurking in the world?

Why now?

We must not let it break us apart.
We must not accuse each other.
Instead, we must stand together.
And fight the hatred.
And show these "faceless cowards" that we are a country undivided.
We must help others that are in need.
We must pray for those who are mourning.
We must pray for our president, that he may know what to do.
We should thank those who have lost their lives, saving others.

But we still ask...why?

© 9-13-01 Liz Stephens