Ready, Set, Go -------------------------------------------
Ready, set, go
That's what they say before the race
That's what my mother said to me
When I would play my idle game
Of running to the trees
And when I got older
We learned to take standerdized tests
That's what they would say before the timer started ticking
Time went by so slowly
Weeks seemed to last forever
Now they go by so quickly
Time is running out
My friends are graduating soon
I will follow
Embarking on a whole new experience
Ready, set, go
'Standardized' .... 'Standerdized' isn't the standardised spelling! So standerdized might mean something special anyway .... I think there are a lot of spare meanings and spare words looking for each other on the Net!
I love this poem because it made me think about many many times in a long life when exactly that was happening: Ready(ready for what?) - set(oh right, for that!) - GO! Yea we're away!
I remember times with my mother as a little me, and times later as different me's ... I don't think I ever did memories with just this connection, before. So it must be a good poem!
For my taste, the poem's topic would be more suitable to a little rhyme in a few cute quartets or couplets, or like that. The wit in your thought here seems to me to belong in a jinky rhythm and a little circle to go round; but this choice of free-verse form does not bring it out the way I felt it could be.
It's short but right to the point! I like it and I love how you compared it to a race. I can't really say anything that I would change about this poem. Its perfect. Honestly
Graduation is fun, and you should look forward with a smile, not a frown...I suggest you turn this piece to present tense, so that the reflection is more thoughtful and easily related to.
i like! i loved how you tied the running a race and taking a test into one concept. very clever. and in a way, the ready set go theme is also tied into read, set, time to go... away to college. it's like we're racing the clock to stay an adolescent but we can't. i think you captured that in your poem. graduation is gonna be scary.