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Sonnet Football Poems | Sonnet Poems About Football

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Enjoy the Game

Super Bowl Sunday is finally here
same excitement as Staubach and Griese
drinkers have an excuse to drink more beer
today’s Super Bowl not sure if I’ll see

the Super Bowl is much more than a game
those commercials bring excitement also
Fritos and Pepsi will also get fame
for many the game is the only show

I’ve have been to two Super Bowl parties
last one was the Chargers and the Niners
I worked those Mondays without a tardy
I’m not granddad I’m not with those miners

so eat drink and enjoy the game today
once the work week starts there is no more play

Copyright © Robert Heemstra | Year Posted 2013

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Not Just Defeat, It Was An Annihilation

Tonight, there is no joy in the Broncos nation. That was not just defeat, it was an annihilation. Many of us were witnesses to the devastation. It made Denver television viewers change the station. Numerous Broncos fans must be wearing a frown. In four quarters, they scored one measly touchdown. It must be quiet in that big Colorado town. Things were bad enough to make the greenest grass turn brown. Over the Broncos, a witch’s spell must have been cast. The gang was like a ship that sank very fast. It seems the team saved its worst game for last. On offense and defense, the men in orange were outclassed. Along comes the addendum that nobody likes to hear: The Broncos will get it together and win next year.

Copyright © Robert Pettit | Year Posted 2014

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Love Under the High School Bleachers

Some time ago, within a memory
deep in my dark, and most forbidden past,
when I recall your teaching only me,
there in the dark--with love that could not last!

Nor would we ever have such love today--
such great delight--but wicked from the start,
'tis in the past--and there must always stay,
but just a trace is here--to warm my heart;

so I can call--to mind--if late at night
when love seems not to be what love should be,
and I can feel in me, with great delight--
your love again--your lesson given me.

Here-in I be--still deep in love with you
the half-time of our love I'm going through.
© ron wilson arbuthnot
aka Vee Bdosa the Doylestown Poet

Copyright © Vee Bdosa | Year Posted 2015

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My Pastimes

Twelve was the number Roger Staubach worn.
Eight was the number Carl Yastrzemski wore.
When they played I needed lots of popcorn
Watching them play was something to adore
 They were yesterday’s players which I miss
Today there is so much coverage to watch
I watch sports instead of trading a kiss
Its poetry and sports I’m out of scotch
Baseball has always been my favorite
Next comes football and then there’s basketball
If the Red Sox are on in front I’ll sit
I’ll watch all sports played with a ball
Poetry and sports those are my pastimes
I’m involved with them instead of hard crimes

Copyright © Robert Heemstra | Year Posted 2013

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Sonnet Weekend

I got a sonnet streak going strong here
not just Super Bowl weekend sonnets too
I’m writing more sonnets instead of beer
I’m writing this now other day wrote two

the Half Time Show is on in other room
I’m glad Baltimore is winning right now
Poe’s spirit may be giving Niners doom
after the game coaches be asking how?

this is how I am spending this weekend
to be honest writing more joy than game
poetry to me always been a trend
whatever I’m writing I don’t have shame

its been more sonnets than the Super Bowl
I can’t help it poetry calms my soul

Copyright © Robert Heemstra | Year Posted 2013

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Football, football what are you in this world?
A piece of bull- hide inflated with hot air
Be not proud, you are inflated with hot lies
Tortured for the pleasure of the powerful

Temples are erected and named in your honor
Millions worship you without any holy book
Fanatics quarrel and break bones in your name
For amusement, humans die as they laugh at you

Football, football an idol of this modern age
Your worshipers wear cassocks and carry chalice
They take oath to almighty FIFA to kick you well
As millions are collected for your condolence fees

Football, football your bishop presides over your pain
Penalizing those who don’t kick you painfully enough
Your agonies are means of happiness for the world
A mere skin full of air, no judge can deliver you justice

Copyright © Solomon Ochwo-Oburu | Year Posted 2016