Sports Poems
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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.
NO TEARS FOR YOU
NO TEARS FOR YOU
I failed to witness the incident
I heard it full fury
The motorcycle raced
through the intersection
weaving and believing
that they were immortal
Roaring engines screamed
through eternity
before the awkward stutter of brakes
slowly rumbling and stumbling down
within it's quirky growl of slowing assessment
ending with a clap of thunder
creating a motorcycle finally through
mixed with a mangled man
without fears, reckless and true
NO TEARS FOR YOU
I failed to witness the incident
I heard it full fury
The motorcycle raced
through the intersection
weaving and believing
that they were immortal
Roaring engines screamed
through eternity
before the awkward stutter of brakes
slowly rumbling and stumbling down
within it's quirky growl of slowing assessment
ending with a clap of thunder
creating a motorcycle finally through
mixed with a mangled man
without fears, reckless and true
NO TEARS FOR YOU
#travel
#sports
#responsibility #risk
#responsibility #risk
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geraniums
know nothing about flowers,
I grumbled, on our way to the garden centre to buy some; I thought gymnasiums were flowers until I smelled one ..
I grumbled, on our way to the garden centre to buy some; I thought gymnasiums were flowers until I smelled one ..
#sports
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Cricket
She may bat for the other side
But I can still appreciate her stroke-play
But I can still appreciate her stroke-play
#sports
#admiration
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Punch Fight
Hands on the leather.
Fight fist to fist.
Under the weather.
The storm is this.
Not striking never.
Strike in a blitz.
You won’t remember.
Or survive this.
Punch fight!
A grizzly bear is taking your life.
Punch fight!
Though you try to hold on tight.
Punch fight!
You’re never gonna make it alive.
Punch fight!
And the priest says your last rites.
So would you rather.
Fight hit or miss.
Then die together.
In violent bliss.
Your courage gathered.
Your final wish.
Fight to the...
Fight fist to fist.
Under the weather.
The storm is this.
Not striking never.
Strike in a blitz.
You won’t remember.
Or survive this.
Punch fight!
A grizzly bear is taking your life.
Punch fight!
Though you try to hold on tight.
Punch fight!
You’re never gonna make it alive.
Punch fight!
And the priest says your last rites.
So would you rather.
Fight hit or miss.
Then die together.
In violent bliss.
Your courage gathered.
Your final wish.
Fight to the...
#violence
#death
#animals
#lyrics
#sports
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Cathartic Arts
Up, down
Blinded
Throw, catch
Subsided
Spin, height
Perfected
Adrenaline courses through me
My chest swells with pride
My hands burn and scream
They're growing a rough hide
Empowered
Relieved
Who needs a professional
When you have metal
Who needs a confessional
When you blow the kettle
Learned
Unimpeded
Everything flies
My hands are tied
Up in this grace
And my stone-cold face
Blinded
Throw, catch
Subsided
Spin, height
Perfected
Adrenaline courses through me
My chest swells with pride
My hands burn and scream
They're growing a rough hide
Empowered
Relieved
Who needs a professional
When you have metal
Who needs a confessional
When you blow the kettle
Learned
Unimpeded
Everything flies
My hands are tied
Up in this grace
And my stone-cold face
#sports
#passion
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Proverbs about running before sunrise
You can't see it clearly, but the road is still there.
Take the next step.
The lights you're wearing for other people to see
don't really illuminate your path.
Other people's lights can be blinding,
unless they're walking beside you.
There's a universe of stars above you --
look up and appreciate the beauty.
If you stay out in the dark long enough,
it will eventually become light again.
Take the next step.
The lights you're wearing for other people to see
don't really illuminate your path.
Other people's lights can be blinding,
unless they're walking beside you.
There's a universe of stars above you --
look up and appreciate the beauty.
If you stay out in the dark long enough,
it will eventually become light again.
#depression
#courage
#dark
#nature
#sports
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Bred For the Distance
You old stayer
You’d do two miles
In a canter
You’d do two miles
In a canter
#horses
#aging
#sports
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Bare-Knuckle Boxing
#anger
#violence
#lyrics #sports
#lyrics #sports
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from the day's mixed moods :: 1-5 miscellany minimalism
1.
::this vicious thus ::
yes sir, second jabbed.
but, where are the jobs...
hmm. the real parasites
are..... _________,, you know.
2.
:: viral expressionism vs writer's block ::
love this feverish temper
i burn fluently high now...
than the wordless asphyxia
of a marooning heart.. by
the summing up chronic toxins
of a pretty veiled world's smiling
assassin acts- a slow python kill
more a sleeper cell terrorism ...
::this vicious thus ::
yes sir, second jabbed.
but, where are the jobs...
hmm. the real parasites
are..... _________,, you know.
2.
:: viral expressionism vs writer's block ::
love this feverish temper
i burn fluently high now...
than the wordless asphyxia
of a marooning heart.. by
the summing up chronic toxins
of a pretty veiled world's smiling
assassin acts- a slow python kill
more a sleeper cell terrorism ...
#LifeStruggles
#sports
#respect
#minimalist
#pandemic
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"Prolific ! A Homage To King Viv" ... A Poem written by Big Virge 12/11/2005
Isaac ... Vivian ...
Alexander Richards ... !!!
A Man Who Played ...
The Game of ... Cricket ...
A ... RUN MACHINE ...
Who Was ... " PROLIFIC " ... !!!
He Played The Game ...
Despite of ... Critics ...
In A Way That Was TERRIFIC ... !!!!!
His PRESENCE On The Field ...
Made Great Ones ... KNEEL ... !!!
His Game Was Something ...
Made of ... STEEL ... !!!
And Fed Watchers A TASTY Meal ... !!!
From One Day Games ...
Where Bowlers FEARED ...
To HEAR His Name ... !!! ...
Alexander Richards ... !!!
A Man Who Played ...
The Game of ... Cricket ...
A ... RUN MACHINE ...
Who Was ... " PROLIFIC " ... !!!
He Played The Game ...
Despite of ... Critics ...
In A Way That Was TERRIFIC ... !!!!!
His PRESENCE On The Field ...
Made Great Ones ... KNEEL ... !!!
His Game Was Something ...
Made of ... STEEL ... !!!
And Fed Watchers A TASTY Meal ... !!!
From One Day Games ...
Where Bowlers FEARED ...
To HEAR His Name ... !!! ...
#happiness
#love
#inspirational
#sports
#admiration
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“Whispering Death” ... A Poem written by Big Virge 7/9/2021
Now When It Comes To Fast Bowling ...
The Name Michael Holding ...
Is Synonymous With ...
The VERY BEST In Cricket ... !!!
So Do Not Get Confused ...
By The Title I’ve Used ...
To Define This Poem ...
About One of The BEST ...
To Bowl Balls In The Nets ... !!!
Whose Nickname Was Given ...
Because When They Listened ...
Umpires Have Said ...
That His Run Up Footsteps ...
Were Almost ... Silent ..............
Until His Approach ...
Brought Him Right Next To Them ... !!!
...
The Name Michael Holding ...
Is Synonymous With ...
The VERY BEST In Cricket ... !!!
So Do Not Get Confused ...
By The Title I’ve Used ...
To Define This Poem ...
About One of The BEST ...
To Bowl Balls In The Nets ... !!!
Whose Nickname Was Given ...
Because When They Listened ...
Umpires Have Said ...
That His Run Up Footsteps ...
Were Almost ... Silent ..............
Until His Approach ...
Brought Him Right Next To Them ... !!!
...
#inspirational
#honesty
#sports
#admiration
#respect
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Hector The Cricket
I once saw a cricket
Playing cricket
On a sticky wicket
With a piece of willow in hand
But he got bowled out
By a Yorker
As he didn't understand
That hopping around
Between the bails
Left him undiagnosed
In his second innings
Hopeful of new beginnings
He then got rapidly stumped
Betwixt a maiden over
As his wicket was left exposed
Forlornly he left the field
And drowned his sorrows in nectar
Vowing never to play cricket again
As he changed his name to Hector
Sadly this was short lived
As he...
Playing cricket
On a sticky wicket
With a piece of willow in hand
But he got bowled out
By a Yorker
As he didn't understand
That hopping around
Between the bails
Left him undiagnosed
In his second innings
Hopeful of new beginnings
He then got rapidly stumped
Betwixt a maiden over
As his wicket was left exposed
Forlornly he left the field
And drowned his sorrows in nectar
Vowing never to play cricket again
As he changed his name to Hector
Sadly this was short lived
As he...
#LifeStruggles
#nature
#funny #sports
#funny #sports
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