The Sport's Majesty: A Slight Increase

A poem about the fun recreational sport of bowling and a few tips that may not work.

Upon one's bowling strategy, majestic, latest shot -
Player plans an ecstasy, giving what they've got -
Keeping score is promising - one shall try, seek not;
Inspiring proclivity exhibits such a plot...

Add some power to the ball, make the pins fall down;
Compensate for drifting lanes, walk up goes to town;
Pitching wildly to the side, face left to grip it tight...
When it's hooking too far left, walk, stroke toward the right.

Have some fun with angling postures, using few emotions;
Hanging on then letting go assists with smoother motions;
Breaking down the lane takes hand power smoothing out the lane -
Usually precision helps, for timing, use the brain! 

At times, a bad break gets repaid, at times, one's simply foiled;
The fun's the boundary limits skipped, and why one has just toiled;
Working hard and having fun enjoys these future conquests;
Average, and above the rest, and newbies play for tempests...

For necessary putting of it, test the long, straight block;
Then employ an understanding, patiently take stock;
Think of new performance methods - fuel with failed tides -
Use what might work, future summits - unexpected strides...