Poems About Sports Published by Members Recently Online
#sports
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
432 reads
9 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
432 reads
9 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
432 reads
9 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
31st Oct 2024 6:25am
31st Oct 2024 6:25am
Still Bleeding Blue
I remember it was some time in the fall
In fourth grade
Fernando came to our school
I drew a cool poster of him in a pitching windup
There were hundreds of us out in the recess yard
He walked around and shook our hands
He was so young
That was 1984
Now he’s gone
But on game 1
The team put number 34
Right behind the pitcher’s mound
And when Freddie hit that Grand Slam
It took me back to Gibson’s 9th inning blast
I was fourteen all over again
Jumping and...
In fourth grade
Fernando came to our school
I drew a cool poster of him in a pitching windup
There were hundreds of us out in the recess yard
He walked around and shook our hands
He was so young
That was 1984
Now he’s gone
But on game 1
The team put number 34
Right behind the pitcher’s mound
And when Freddie hit that Grand Slam
It took me back to Gibson’s 9th inning blast
I was fourteen all over again
Jumping and...
#memories
#sports
115 reads
6 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
31st Oct 2024 6:25am
31st Oct 2024 6:25am
Still Bleeding Blue
I remember it was some time in the fall
In fourth grade
Fernando came to our school
I drew a cool poster of him in a pitching windup
There were hundreds of us out in the recess yard
He walked around and shook our hands
He was so young
That was 1984
Now he’s gone
But on game 1
The team put number 34
Right behind the pitcher’s mound
And when Freddie hit that Grand Slam
It took me back to Gibson’s 9th inning blast
I was fourteen all over again
Jumping and...
In fourth grade
Fernando came to our school
I drew a cool poster of him in a pitching windup
There were hundreds of us out in the recess yard
He walked around and shook our hands
He was so young
That was 1984
Now he’s gone
But on game 1
The team put number 34
Right behind the pitcher’s mound
And when Freddie hit that Grand Slam
It took me back to Gibson’s 9th inning blast
I was fourteen all over again
Jumping and...
#memories
#sports
115 reads
6 Comments
Pinkdreams
Poem Published
20th Jul 2024 10:01pm
20th Jul 2024 10:01pm
Sweatband
Cheese popcorn
Diet Coke
David Sedaris
No housework done
820 steps
11:00 AM
Wasted morning (except for reading Sedaris)
Up since 4:30 AM
Throat brutally sore
Really needed sleep
Horrible dream: my 89-year-old mom standing alone with a suitcase
forlornly asking
"Where am I going?"
106 degrees
Not even noon
Air quality alert
Just like every day this summer
Crying off and on
Mostly on
Have to do something
Excuses to not go to the basketball court: ...
Diet Coke
David Sedaris
No housework done
820 steps
11:00 AM
Wasted morning (except for reading Sedaris)
Up since 4:30 AM
Throat brutally sore
Really needed sleep
Horrible dream: my 89-year-old mom standing alone with a suitcase
forlornly asking
"Where am I going?"
106 degrees
Not even noon
Air quality alert
Just like every day this summer
Crying off and on
Mostly on
Have to do something
Excuses to not go to the basketball court: ...
#depression
#sports
#uplifting
111 reads
7 Comments
Pinkdreams
Poem Published
20th Jul 2024 10:01pm
20th Jul 2024 10:01pm
Sweatband
Cheese popcorn
Diet Coke
David Sedaris
No housework done
820 steps
11:00 AM
Wasted morning (except for reading Sedaris)
Up since 4:30 AM
Throat brutally sore
Really needed sleep
Horrible dream: my 89-year-old mom standing alone with a suitcase
forlornly asking
"Where am I going?"
106 degrees
Not even noon
Air quality alert
Just like every day this summer
Crying off and on
Mostly on
Have to do something
Excuses to not go to the basketball court: ...
Diet Coke
David Sedaris
No housework done
820 steps
11:00 AM
Wasted morning (except for reading Sedaris)
Up since 4:30 AM
Throat brutally sore
Really needed sleep
Horrible dream: my 89-year-old mom standing alone with a suitcase
forlornly asking
"Where am I going?"
106 degrees
Not even noon
Air quality alert
Just like every day this summer
Crying off and on
Mostly on
Have to do something
Excuses to not go to the basketball court: ...
#depression
#sports
#uplifting
111 reads
7 Comments
Pinkdreams
Poem Published
20th Jul 2024 10:01pm
20th Jul 2024 10:01pm
Sweatband
Cheese popcorn
Diet Coke
David Sedaris
No housework done
820 steps
11:00 AM
Wasted morning (except for reading Sedaris)
Up since 4:30 AM
Throat brutally sore
Really needed sleep
Horrible dream: my 89-year-old mom standing alone with a suitcase
forlornly asking
"Where am I going?"
106 degrees
Not even noon
Air quality alert
Just like every day this summer
Crying off and on
Mostly on
Have to do something
Excuses to not go to the basketball court: ...
Diet Coke
David Sedaris
No housework done
820 steps
11:00 AM
Wasted morning (except for reading Sedaris)
Up since 4:30 AM
Throat brutally sore
Really needed sleep
Horrible dream: my 89-year-old mom standing alone with a suitcase
forlornly asking
"Where am I going?"
106 degrees
Not even noon
Air quality alert
Just like every day this summer
Crying off and on
Mostly on
Have to do something
Excuses to not go to the basketball court: ...
#depression
#sports
#uplifting
111 reads
7 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
1802 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
1802 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
1802 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
1802 reads
11 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About Sports Published by Members Recently Online
