Poems About Sports Published by Members Recently Online
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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
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4 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
148 reads
4 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
1765 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
1765 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
1765 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
1765 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
1765 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
508 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
508 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
508 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
508 reads
15 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
24th Jul 2019 8:49am
24th Jul 2019 8:49am
sisters
Skating
Two skating sisters, one was brilliant
The other just middling and that was not good enough
In a world that demands perfection.
The average sister raged planned retribution and had
A pair of skates made of gold, but with a hidden flaw
They broke on the highest jump.
So, it came to pass at the skating finale in New York
When the brilliant sister took the highest jump
The golden skates broke in half, and she fell, so hard
On her back, she could nor skate no more.
Now it was the mediocre sister’s hour; she came in the...
Two skating sisters, one was brilliant
The other just middling and that was not good enough
In a world that demands perfection.
The average sister raged planned retribution and had
A pair of skates made of gold, but with a hidden flaw
They broke on the highest jump.
So, it came to pass at the skating finale in New York
When the brilliant sister took the highest jump
The golden skates broke in half, and she fell, so hard
On her back, she could nor skate no more.
Now it was the mediocre sister’s hour; she came in the...
#music
#sports
#art
#passion
#reading
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