Slammed to Smithereens

Toward the heavens, his foe eclipsed the spotlight;

A shadowed spot on the mat; x marks the spot.

Time paused while the opponent hung in mid flight,

Gasps of horror, stomached turned into a knot.

A slam so strong solid mass becomes vapor,

Left flat on the canvas equal to paper.

Modest in victory, now bring on the fun;

He climbed up the cage like the rise of the sun.

Prompted from MMA Storytime’s Rispetto Poetry Prompt Challenge at:

Prompted from Colleen’s Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge at:

Prompted from Fandango’s One Word Challenge at:


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