Poems About Sports Published by Members Recently Online
#sports
summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
26th Sep 2021 11:27pm
26th Sep 2021 11:27pm
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
1773 reads
11 Comments
summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
26th Sep 2021 11:27pm
26th Sep 2021 11:27pm
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
1773 reads
11 Comments
summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
26th Sep 2021 11:27pm
26th Sep 2021 11:27pm
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
1773 reads
11 Comments
summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
26th Sep 2021 11:27pm
26th Sep 2021 11:27pm
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
1773 reads
11 Comments
summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
26th Sep 2021 11:27pm
26th Sep 2021 11:27pm
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
1773 reads
11 Comments
Josh
Joshua Bond
Joshua Bond
Poem Published
3rd Mar 2023 7:41pm
3rd Mar 2023 7:41pm
Sonnet Nr.02 — Cricket-Football-Rugby
The batsman hit the ball as hard as hell
it flew beyond the line, a certain ‘six’
the umpire signalled both hands up to tell
as crowds applauded calmly pleased to bits
The centre-forward dribbled past the backs
and thwacked the ball, off-side, in back of net
the referee was blind or rather lax
or maybe bent the rules to win a bet
The fly-half took the ball and ran the pitch
a sprint of fifty yards, touched down to cheers
the try converted straight without a hitch
and local...
it flew beyond the line, a certain ‘six’
the umpire signalled both hands up to tell
as crowds applauded calmly pleased to bits
The centre-forward dribbled past the backs
and thwacked the ball, off-side, in back of net
the referee was blind or rather lax
or maybe bent the rules to win a bet
The fly-half took the ball and ran the pitch
a sprint of fifty yards, touched down to cheers
the try converted straight without a hitch
and local...
#money
#sports
#culture #tradition
#culture #tradition
512 reads
15 Comments
Josh
Joshua Bond
Joshua Bond
Poem Published
3rd Mar 2023 7:41pm
3rd Mar 2023 7:41pm
Sonnet Nr.02 — Cricket-Football-Rugby
The batsman hit the ball as hard as hell
it flew beyond the line, a certain ‘six’
the umpire signalled both hands up to tell
as crowds applauded calmly pleased to bits
The centre-forward dribbled past the backs
and thwacked the ball, off-side, in back of net
the referee was blind or rather lax
or maybe bent the rules to win a bet
The fly-half took the ball and ran the pitch
a sprint of fifty yards, touched down to cheers
the try converted straight without a hitch
and local...
it flew beyond the line, a certain ‘six’
the umpire signalled both hands up to tell
as crowds applauded calmly pleased to bits
The centre-forward dribbled past the backs
and thwacked the ball, off-side, in back of net
the referee was blind or rather lax
or maybe bent the rules to win a bet
The fly-half took the ball and ran the pitch
a sprint of fifty yards, touched down to cheers
the try converted straight without a hitch
and local...
#money
#sports
#culture #tradition
#culture #tradition
512 reads
15 Comments
Josh
Joshua Bond
Joshua Bond
Poem Published
3rd Mar 2023 7:41pm
3rd Mar 2023 7:41pm
Sonnet Nr.02 — Cricket-Football-Rugby
The batsman hit the ball as hard as hell
it flew beyond the line, a certain ‘six’
the umpire signalled both hands up to tell
as crowds applauded calmly pleased to bits
The centre-forward dribbled past the backs
and thwacked the ball, off-side, in back of net
the referee was blind or rather lax
or maybe bent the rules to win a bet
The fly-half took the ball and ran the pitch
a sprint of fifty yards, touched down to cheers
the try converted straight without a hitch
and local...
it flew beyond the line, a certain ‘six’
the umpire signalled both hands up to tell
as crowds applauded calmly pleased to bits
The centre-forward dribbled past the backs
and thwacked the ball, off-side, in back of net
the referee was blind or rather lax
or maybe bent the rules to win a bet
The fly-half took the ball and ran the pitch
a sprint of fifty yards, touched down to cheers
the try converted straight without a hitch
and local...
#money
#sports
#culture #tradition
#culture #tradition
512 reads
15 Comments
Josh
Joshua Bond
Joshua Bond
Poem Published
3rd Mar 2023 7:41pm
3rd Mar 2023 7:41pm
Sonnet Nr.02 — Cricket-Football-Rugby
The batsman hit the ball as hard as hell
it flew beyond the line, a certain ‘six’
the umpire signalled both hands up to tell
as crowds applauded calmly pleased to bits
The centre-forward dribbled past the backs
and thwacked the ball, off-side, in back of net
the referee was blind or rather lax
or maybe bent the rules to win a bet
The fly-half took the ball and ran the pitch
a sprint of fifty yards, touched down to cheers
the try converted straight without a hitch
and local...
it flew beyond the line, a certain ‘six’
the umpire signalled both hands up to tell
as crowds applauded calmly pleased to bits
The centre-forward dribbled past the backs
and thwacked the ball, off-side, in back of net
the referee was blind or rather lax
or maybe bent the rules to win a bet
The fly-half took the ball and ran the pitch
a sprint of fifty yards, touched down to cheers
the try converted straight without a hitch
and local...
#money
#sports
#culture #tradition
#culture #tradition
512 reads
15 Comments
gardenlover
Poem Published
20th Mar 2020 1:25pm
20th Mar 2020 1:25pm
Privacy
a contrapuntal poem
It was remote; hard to reach,
He got there; began to strip,
She came to sunbathe on the beach
He plunged in to skinny dip
No prying eyes were there to see
The water warm, nice to swim
Her naked body beside the sea
Half an hour would keep him trim
[i]A private spot she supposed
Emerging; on the beach he saw
Her womanly charms well exposed.
Such beauty left him in awe
It was remote; hard to reach,
He got there; began to strip,
She came to sunbathe on the beach
He plunged in to skinny dip
No prying eyes were there to see
The water warm, nice to swim
Her naked body beside the sea
Half an hour would keep him trim
[i]A private spot she supposed
Emerging; on the beach he saw
Her womanly charms well exposed.
Such beauty left him in awe
#happiness
#holiday
#sports #respect
#sports #respect
379 reads
1 Comment
gardenlover
Poem Published
20th Mar 2020 1:25pm
20th Mar 2020 1:25pm
Privacy
a contrapuntal poem
It was remote; hard to reach,
He got there; began to strip,
She came to sunbathe on the beach
He plunged in to skinny dip
No prying eyes were there to see
The water warm, nice to swim
Her naked body beside the sea
Half an hour would keep him trim
[i]A private spot she supposed
Emerging; on the beach he saw
Her womanly charms well exposed.
Such beauty left him in awe
It was remote; hard to reach,
He got there; began to strip,
She came to sunbathe on the beach
He plunged in to skinny dip
No prying eyes were there to see
The water warm, nice to swim
Her naked body beside the sea
Half an hour would keep him trim
[i]A private spot she supposed
Emerging; on the beach he saw
Her womanly charms well exposed.
Such beauty left him in awe
#happiness
#holiday
#sports #respect
#sports #respect
379 reads
1 Comment
gardenlover
Poem Published
20th Mar 2020 1:25pm
20th Mar 2020 1:25pm
Privacy
a contrapuntal poem
It was remote; hard to reach,
He got there; began to strip,
She came to sunbathe on the beach
He plunged in to skinny dip
No prying eyes were there to see
The water warm, nice to swim
Her naked body beside the sea
Half an hour would keep him trim
[i]A private spot she supposed
Emerging; on the beach he saw
Her womanly charms well exposed.
Such beauty left him in awe
It was remote; hard to reach,
He got there; began to strip,
She came to sunbathe on the beach
He plunged in to skinny dip
No prying eyes were there to see
The water warm, nice to swim
Her naked body beside the sea
Half an hour would keep him trim
[i]A private spot she supposed
Emerging; on the beach he saw
Her womanly charms well exposed.
Such beauty left him in awe
#happiness
#holiday
#sports #respect
#sports #respect
379 reads
1 Comment
DU Poetry : Poems About Sports Published by Members Recently Online
