3 poems about volleyball

            Passing                                                  

1. As the ball hits your arms

you feel so alarmed

you know that it's yours

and there is no backing down

         

           Setting

2. The ball is yours

it drops into your hands

then push it out like rubber bands

and you push the ball out,

to the outside hitter

the credit you get is bitter

           Hitting

3. Left, Right, left jump!

The pressure is on 

the cheering is gone

and I jump and hit

and end with the k

ill

the crowd goes wild

while I just smile