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Short Hockey poem by Honestly JT| Details | |

USA Vs Canada

I watched the USA beat the USA today,
Losing a winnable hockey game.
We had a great defense, but then 
Chose to give the gold to Canada again.






©2014 Honestly JT

Short Hockey poem by Kory Calhoun| Details | |

You Arrogant Puck

There was a tall brute who played hockey
Whose actions were deemed as quite cocky
His opponents saw red
So they stomped on his head
Now the twerp earns his keep as a jockey!




Short Hockey poem by Duke Beaufort| Details | |

hawkers

Hyperbole is a spots cast
Announcers have egos so vast
My ears must have rest
From this lambasting pest
Collection of morons amassed


Author's note: Is it getting worse, or is it just me?

Short Hockey poem by David William Breidenthal| Details | |

Like a Boss

LOL (Laugh out loud) xD
I love your effort
Kangaroo hops 
Easy and hard hits 

A little better than before

BAM (Be a man) o.o
Owning the Hockey Game
sssssslither like a snake
Sam! You're like a boss - Ooh! Like a boss
(hey man...sorry for my loss)

Short Hockey poem by Miss Wattle| Details | |

THE GOALIE

THE GOALIE There's a young hockey player whose mask is all holey When the puck slaps at his face he's glad he's the goalie But he ducks and he weaves And he falls to his knees The young player then yells, "I've got it - holy moley!" © ELR 2013

Short Hockey poem by Harold Hunt sr| Details | |

season end

Season end
Baseball bats will soon be quiet.
As football season takes a kick
Golf ball will be put away so a president can go to work.
 Hockey sticks will soon hit the puck
And baseballs will go in the net.
The summer season is scheduled to end.
Hello winter let it begin.

Short Hockey poem by robert johnson| Details | |

Hello I must be going

I'm watching hockey, working hard.
Not much time to be a bard.
I have situations that take up my time.
Another venue that needs my rhyme.

What is important simply does change.
In life we have no choice but to rearrange.
Between periods is over so I have to go.
It's game 7, do or die, you know.

Short Hockey poem by Teresa Harr-Pena| Details | |

If Curiousity Killed The Cat...

I don't get the expression
There's cats everywhere
That was the only dumb cat
To which the world compares

Mine are in the cupboards
Closets they can perch
Diving under my sheets
Curiousity is what makes them search

Unwrapping to toilet paper
Hockey with anything on the floor
How come they're still living
I'm using that expression no more


Short Hockey poem by Satish Verma| Details | |

BLOOD DRAPED

It was coming up, the politics
like dirty sex
in tall Parthenium grass.

The panther was hiding on a steppingstone
watching the hot, field hockey
played with skulls of peers.

Mauled, the peach skin was
entertaining sunlight in
the metaphoric village.

Prisoners of false ceilings,
we sing the anthem with
the crowd of wolves.



Satish Verma


Short Hockey poem by Thomas Mansfield| Details | |

Miss Muffet

Miss Muffet


Little Miss Muffet
Sat on her tuffet
After coming home from the pub

When up came a spider
And sat down beside her
So she smashed it to bits with a club

Now Caroline wouldn’t use
Wouldn’t deign to let loose
With a club - ‘cause she isn’t so thick

And it was not just a thump
No despatch with a bump
But sure death by a huge hockey stick!!!

Short Hockey poem by Marie Harrison| Details | |

Marie

Marie

I’m that shameless child
Riddled with ADD,
Born to be wild and free.

My name is Tanya, but
My middle name is Marie,
I’m comfy in running
Shorts and a tee.

My favorite color is blue,
My eyes are that color too.
I’m terribly afraid of donkeys,
But I’m great at air hockey!

I love the humid summer air
It’s great for my curly hair
Being married is my worst nightmare!

Short Hockey poem by Joseph Sergi| Details | |

Hey Johnny

Hey Johnny can you hear me way up high,
I still have a tear in my eye.
Remembering things and what used to be,
talking about music ,watching Jeopardy.
The Flyers are playing there's a game tonight,
I hope you can see it through that light.
Your Mom and sisters miss you,
and hey Johnny I do too.

JSergi


*Flyers - Philadelphia Hockey Team

In Memory of Johnny Wallis my brother-in- law.

Short Hockey poem by Veronica Joseph| Details | |

Done Yet?

the house is busy
in and out
shopping errands lawn garbage
cars shifting, boys shouting
basketball, baseball, dog leash
hockey skates
games
scores
food
how many for dinner?
laundry dishwasher soap
bleach
ah bleach
ice tea on the porch
dog at my feet
newspapers on the table
later, maybe later
grocery list
drug store
exhange shoes
oil change
tickets?
deposits?
checkbook?
are we done yet?

Short Hockey poem by FATHIMA DAWOOD| Details | |

The Bustle

Quickly wake up, shower and shimmy
You're late for work and kids for school!
Eventually arriving, settling into the routine
Suddenly you realise you forgot something at home!
All's a mess, again you overslept!
Traffic's just crazy, your hairs a disaster
Barely time to breathe, let alone eat!
Afternoon pickups, late for hockey practice
Its  homework and laundry, then off to bed
Awaiting the bustle that's sure to aggravate!

Short Hockey poem by Amanda Sullivan| Details | |

senorita senorita

Señorita, señorita, curveous, saliente, sassy lady, con su vestido de flamenca rojo brillante, lleno de vida, llena de carácter, vistiendo mi 'manton' para alejar el frío de la noche, ha decidido llevar goyesca estilo esta noche, listo para una corrida de broche.


España es deportivo, womens deportes son moneda corriente, 
fútbol, balonmano, baloncesto y hockey, puede vencer a los 
hombres españoles con todos allí podría, infierno dan un susto,

Short Hockey poem by Steve Michael| Details | |

My Passion

My passion is sports, always has been, always will be...

Be it, pro football, college football, baseball, college basketball, pro basketball,
hockey or soccer, I love it all...

I live and die by my favorite teams, be it the Braves, Cowboys, Penn State or Flyers, I'm
a passionate and emotional fan...

I cheer loudly when they do good, and yell even louder when they screw up...

I love my teams, and, I'll never apologize for my passion for them....

Short Hockey poem by Darrell Hoover| Details | |

Golf

Maybe I'll go to the driving range this afternoon. Hit a few. Oh that's right. I have a chronic pain in my back... Maybe I'll go home and have a beer; maybe watch a hockey game. I keep forgetting the storm knocked out the cable last night. Maybe I'll get into a profound conversation with the wife. I keep forgetting she's not happy with me. Maybe I'll die in obscurity. Maybe I'll just fade away... I guess I'll postpone the golf game... Save it for another day...

Short Hockey poem by Robert Pettit| Details | |

Bad Ice

What a disappointment, and not very nice, when a hockey game is cancelled for bad ice. For some reason, the refrigeration unit goes on the blink. Because of it, there is rough and inconsistent ice on the rink. There will be no slap shots, checking, and scoring of a goal. It’s just like getting a Christmas stocking full of coal. There will be no lights and sirens, and not even one fight. The teams will have to give it a go on another night.

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