Sports Poems
#sports
Sports poems, poetry about competitive, recreational and team sports. Poems about sporting events, personalities, competitions and taking part in sports. Poems about football, basketball, tennis, boxing, athletics, tennis and more. Poetry about participating in sports at school, watching sports and supporting a particular team or athlete.
NANCY_RDZ_STORIES
Poem Published
7th Feb 2024 8:52pm
7th Feb 2024 8:52pm
A WHIFF-WHAFF MIRACLE
I ran out of whiff-whaffs
That always made my day
Gave me some strong laughs
Ping-ponging them, every time I'd play
Now things are not the same
For a decade I had them like my veins
Like my eyes that protected them insane
Now in my head deep inside, it just rains
Clustered in my cotton round domain
There are only migraines and pain
The agony of this dreadful slain
Of my buddies, I so much miss in vain
On tables that lined up in a perfect row,
Their surface a shining sea of green, ...
That always made my day
Gave me some strong laughs
Ping-ponging them, every time I'd play
Now things are not the same
For a decade I had them like my veins
Like my eyes that protected them insane
Now in my head deep inside, it just rains
Clustered in my cotton round domain
There are only migraines and pain
The agony of this dreadful slain
Of my buddies, I so much miss in vain
On tables that lined up in a perfect row,
Their surface a shining sea of green, ...
#sports
#metaphor
179 reads
1 Comment
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
7th Feb 2024 11:25am
7th Feb 2024 11:25am
Loss
What have I seen?
not actually sure
a losing team
there isn’t a cure
batters could not hit
pitcher let up many runs
balls popping out of mitts
fans annoyed; this was no fun
no hope for them
fans have gone away
behind by 10
maybe some other day
fans today were shedding tears
future days bring applause & cheers
not actually sure
a losing team
there isn’t a cure
batters could not hit
pitcher let up many runs
balls popping out of mitts
fans annoyed; this was no fun
no hope for them
fans have gone away
behind by 10
maybe some other day
fans today were shedding tears
future days bring applause & cheers
#rhyming
#sonnet
#sports #disappointment
#sports #disappointment
128 reads
2 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
3rd Feb 2024 7:06pm
3rd Feb 2024 7:06pm
Balls of Fury
I’ve never played tennis, I’ve never been able
But this is a sport I have always observed
We’ve moving it over to the dinner table
If you’re down for it just be ready to be served
Some balls can fly at you like whiz in a throng
But these little plastic spheres do have a nice ping
Then again balls coming at your face just sounds wrong
But tiny orbs going back and forth do have zing
How can something that weighs just under three grams
Cause so much fun and joy with lightning speed
Don’t fiddle with the paddle or the ball scrams ...
But this is a sport I have always observed
We’ve moving it over to the dinner table
If you’re down for it just be ready to be served
Some balls can fly at you like whiz in a throng
But these little plastic spheres do have a nice ping
Then again balls coming at your face just sounds wrong
But tiny orbs going back and forth do have zing
How can something that weighs just under three grams
Cause so much fun and joy with lightning speed
Don’t fiddle with the paddle or the ball scrams ...
#funny
#sports
148 reads
4 Comments
Lowko
Jimi Tatz
Jimi Tatz
Poem Published
1st Feb 2024 5:41pm
1st Feb 2024 5:41pm
Kab-Baddy
In the gritty streets where Harley roams, Harleen Handall, the name she owns. A weekend shift at the corner store, Covering for her folks, she's ready for more.
Four girls stroll in, fueled by booz, one of them decides to shoplift, a bad decision to choose. "Oi P*ki, grab vodka from the top shelf, now!" Harleen stays cool and refuses to bow.
She hands over the bottle with a calm demeanor, But the girl's not satisfied, her actions much meaner. "LET GO, YOU SILLY B*TCH!" she yells and she kicks, Harleen holds tight, using her skills, so slick.
...
Four girls stroll in, fueled by booz, one of them decides to shoplift, a bad decision to choose. "Oi P*ki, grab vodka from the top shelf, now!" Harleen stays cool and refuses to bow.
She hands over the bottle with a calm demeanor, But the girl's not satisfied, her actions much meaner. "LET GO, YOU SILLY B*TCH!" she yells and she kicks, Harleen holds tight, using her skills, so slick.
...
#narrative
#ShortStory
#prose #sports
#prose #sports
154 reads
1 Comment
wallyroo92
Poem Published
9th Jan 2024 5:10am
9th Jan 2024 5:10am
Der Kaiser
They say legends never die
Their stories becoming something of a myth
But for those from another generation
They bore witness to the greats
Somewhere up there a dream team is playing together
Cruyff, Maradona, Pele, Charlton
And now Franz joins them
Rest in Peace Der Kaiser
Their stories becoming something of a myth
But for those from another generation
They bore witness to the greats
Somewhere up there a dream team is playing together
Cruyff, Maradona, Pele, Charlton
And now Franz joins them
Rest in Peace Der Kaiser
#death
#sports
179 reads
2 Comments
Green_Arrow
Poem Published
15th Dec 2023 4:01am
15th Dec 2023 4:01am
Oh, My God! Where's My Bikini?!
After taking a
cool swim, Jennifer ran back
to the beach and sat right down.
That was before she
looked at her sweaty naked
body and screamed her lungs out.
cool swim, Jennifer ran back
to the beach and sat right down.
That was before she
looked at her sweaty naked
body and screamed her lungs out.
#beach
#water
#fiction
#sports
#sensual
171 reads
0 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
19th Oct 2023 1:39am
19th Oct 2023 1:39am
just a game
angry, because his team had lost
a game of football, he beat
somebody up on the street who he thought supported
the other team had fans that would very likely have done the same ..
a game of football, he beat
somebody up on the street who he thought supported
the other team had fans that would very likely have done the same ..
#sports
100 reads
1 Comment
down2dirt
Poem Published
26th Sep 2023 10:48pm
26th Sep 2023 10:48pm
offering
great mother
of the sea
on your altar hear my prayers
sent on gentle gulf breeze
today loose your curl
grant growth to your swell
the final ride for too many
into Heaven or hell
I know you can’t be tamed
or swayed by only one
but today let us merge
before the last carvings done
offering half my grilled cheese
so you know that it’s me
laughing gulls greeting the sun
your blessing is all I need
of the sea
on your altar hear my prayers
sent on gentle gulf breeze
today loose your curl
grant growth to your swell
the final ride for too many
into Heaven or hell
I know you can’t be tamed
or swayed by only one
but today let us merge
before the last carvings done
offering half my grilled cheese
so you know that it’s me
laughing gulls greeting the sun
your blessing is all I need
#freedom
#sports
#passion
152 reads
4 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
26th Sep 2023 2:49am
26th Sep 2023 2:49am
Giving Up Some Sisterly Love
I am freestyling here
Let my hometown of Philadelphia
Bring the Eagles some good cheer
Ahh..the stadium is on their feet
We fly when our team does beat
Touchdowns..we silently pray to the above
Captured by that soft Sisterly and vibing off some handsome Brotherly love
I have a bet with my bestie. the first bet out of three.
If I win all three bets we head to Dubai in November.
If she wins all three bets, I will be skiing and filming from the slopes.
The next bet takes us to Pittsburgh and...
Let my hometown of Philadelphia
Bring the Eagles some good cheer
Ahh..the stadium is on their feet
We fly when our team does beat
Touchdowns..we silently pray to the above
Captured by that soft Sisterly and vibing off some handsome Brotherly love
I have a bet with my bestie. the first bet out of three.
If I win all three bets we head to Dubai in November.
If she wins all three bets, I will be skiing and filming from the slopes.
The next bet takes us to Pittsburgh and...
#inspirational
#sports
#passion
401 reads
9 Comments
Abracadabra
Poem Published
18th Sep 2023 6:11pm
18th Sep 2023 6:11pm
Dear Great One
I can only imagine how busy you must be.
The eternal administration and maintenance in heaven
can't leave much time for the golf course
or the finer pleasures that an omnipotent being might enjoy.
I do apologize for my direct approach but I can't find a suggestion box
and the churches where I live have mostly had to close.
As I got older I've witnessed the crazy world you made
spinning rapidly out of control and for some time now
I've been kicking this question down the road.
When you made us humans in your own image
why did you make us age...
The eternal administration and maintenance in heaven
can't leave much time for the golf course
or the finer pleasures that an omnipotent being might enjoy.
I do apologize for my direct approach but I can't find a suggestion box
and the churches where I live have mostly had to close.
As I got older I've witnessed the crazy world you made
spinning rapidly out of control and for some time now
I've been kicking this question down the road.
When you made us humans in your own image
why did you make us age...
#God
#unicorns
#aging #sports
#aging #sports
141 reads
4 Comments
Green_Arrow
Poem Published
23rd Jul 2023 10:25pm
23rd Jul 2023 10:25pm
Saw That The Flooding Was Caused By More
When she saw that the
flooding was caused by more than
a drizzle, she felt
like putting her bikini
on and going for a swim.
flooding was caused by more than
a drizzle, she felt
like putting her bikini
on and going for a swim.
#rain
#water
#fiction
#tanka
#sports
178 reads
2 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
15th Jul 2023 11:36pm
15th Jul 2023 11:36pm
Iron None
When I was young I could run a six minute mile
As the years progressed that turned into nine
Now I barely make a twelve as I break a sweat
With the eerie feeling like I’m running out of time
When I was young I could swim laps like a fish
Glide through the water with ease and (free)style
Nowadays my beer belly seems to get in the way
My sixpack turned into a keg and a lap takes a while
When I was young I could ride my bicycle for hours
I toured the city going into different neighborhoods
My legs burned but my heart yearned for...
As the years progressed that turned into nine
Now I barely make a twelve as I break a sweat
With the eerie feeling like I’m running out of time
When I was young I could swim laps like a fish
Glide through the water with ease and (free)style
Nowadays my beer belly seems to get in the way
My sixpack turned into a keg and a lap takes a while
When I was young I could ride my bicycle for hours
I toured the city going into different neighborhoods
My legs burned but my heart yearned for...
#funny
#aging
#sports
241 reads
8 Comments
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