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There’s a new American Holiday, guess what it is my football loving friends, It’s a classical sport of champions, where helmet headed, game geared Warriors challenge raw brawn against skill’s swiftness, to conquer and win, With screaming fans, cheering on these gladiators’ in this deadly modern Arena of clashing titans! On Super Bowl Sunday, the pigskin faithful gather, around the big colored screen Altar of entertainment, divided team factions residing on living room sectionals, Ready to cheer for their favorite NFL sporting champions! Golden Trophies of victory’s honored bound glory, to conquests shinning Athletes whom have surpassed all rivals in competition field of battle, On this sacred Super Bowl Sunday! Endurance's brutal game of physical strength and agilities stamina, Pit raw natural force against skills mental intelligence, placed upon Each line of defensive prowess exudes bravery’s finest, producing Distinguished, and extraordinary ability’s athletic mark of excellence! Lit are the flames of American glory, as flash bulbs flicker from every Fan filed level of this modern televised colosseum, above fly’s the Goodyear blimp, flashing messages of sportsmanship to millions Aboard! Within thousands of U.S.A. homes views watch with awes quiets hush, Awaiting for the next plays excitement to take place on this massive Green turfed stage, locked gazes of stern concentration as hearts beat With accelerations thrilling anticipation, the rooms explosive force erupts, With one words announcement, field goal! It’s the half times rock party festival, while tunes of fans recover, For the next thrill ride, to victory’s finest moments of achievements To occur, for legacy’s future generations state of remembrance recall, In yesteryears to come, fathers unto sons, and mothers unto daughters, Will say, “Yes, I saw that play, and I’ll never forget it either!” At the final battle line drawn the rival warriors take to their marked Positions, fierce animalistic growling is heard as these diehard gladiators,’ Prepare for the ultimate collision point of no return, again anticipations Hush returns, the silence is deafening, as a nations heart rate is set On maximum overloads racing pace! What earthquake shake could rattle more severely at a continental Seam, as the underdog team wins the final championship, the victory’s Golden trophy is placed within the grasp of these athletic giants, Whom have proved themselves true winners once and for all! There’s a new American Holiday, guess what it is my football loving friends, It’s a classical sport of champions, where helmet headed, game geared Warriors challenge raw brawn against skill’s swiftness, to concur and win, With screaming fans, cheering on these gladiators’ in this deadly modern Arena of clashing titans! BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN DEDICATED TO: LINDA THE POET DESTROYER

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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Date: 3/28/2016 9:56:00 AM
The love of this game is expressed well in this piece. Am I correct to replace "concur" for "conquer" in line six.
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Date: 3/5/2016 3:58:00 PM
By, the way my dear friend , I haven't been on ... just today. Other days I peek in. I'm still unpacking ... moving was horrible. Miss you LOTS
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Date: 3/5/2016 3:57:00 PM
Hi, Cherl :) I'm loving and faving this poem :) ... I' love football. My team of course you know is the Dallas Cowboys. This year Super Bowl will be played here in Houston Texas. I already bought my tickets. You better believe I'll be there. Lol, not even pneumonia kept me away from the reliant stadium last year lol.. when the Texans played the Patriots... I love a great game of champion. Hopefully this year Cowboys rock. A Super Fav.... Linda
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Date: 3/5/2016 2:00:00 PM
If life is a circus, the Super Bowl is a worthy metaphor. The subject could have degenerated into superficiality and cheer leading but you managed to give it social substance and celebrate the desire for modern culture to still have old time champions. Nice work.
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