Basketball Poems | Examples of Basketball Poetry

Can composure somehow be taught pre-packaged ‘poise lessons’ bought Can’t say I ever gave it a thought ‘til I watched a WNBA 'game' ...

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Since when did governors offer advice on the NBA draft, teams just roll the dice Josh Shapiro told ‘his team’ Ace Bailey’s low self-esteem ...

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Written By: D. Collins 6/11/25 Nothing could explain how soft OKC probably is. Blocking out? And a max of 4 points from a big? They have no Charles Barkley who sat in their laps. Ensuring they couldn't jump and came over the back. There was an umbrella around the rim in the old days. Now 4 out of 5 players...

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Written By: D. Collins 6/6/25 Big men shivered when he got into the paint. Knowing they're a victim of his vicious faints. He had the meanest crossover anyone has ever seen. Even Michael Jordan got postered on our T.V. screens. He was a little man with the heart and will of a bull. Made many so-called professionals look like a...

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Angel Reese plays basketball for the Chicago Sky She talks trash like an overwrought magpie The media compares her to the great Caitlin Clark ~ though almost all...

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When playing basketball being tall is best it's thought but that's not all wearing saggy baggy shorts on the court needs keen hand-eye coordination plus being fleet of foot and have no quibble with dunk or dribble if through the hoop a Wilson you wish to put. As for American football boring from the sideline I find it's more talk less action namby-pamby as opposed to...

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Kaleidoscope A man unsure of how to address women walked into a tube of colored glasses and bits of painted paper. he was brought up as a Presbyterian, were women were held in high esteem wore long gloves when going to a ball. He thought the color in the kaleidoscope where tartish-like women dressed in red standing on the pavement near a bar. Yet...

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The roar of the crowd fills the air The whistle blows, my heart pumping Bucket for Bucket, foul for foul A free shot soon to be coming A needed break for the fans and players As the game comes to a pause The team devises their next move A new perfect plan without flaws A tense feeling overtakes the room As the game...

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The soups and breads were fixed know seemed to have interest In that. One commented that the Chickens used in the soup were as big as geese, naming one kingKong. Garlic and margine was used with Garden herbs to create the croutons. He would be a one man ed gang to complete all the tasks still needed to be done...

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Trailing, doubts arise, Then a spark, the tide will turn, New lead takes the court. ©bfa042425 ...

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Fast break, a blur, Points rain down, a sudden storm, Net sings, game over. ©bfa042425 ...

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The world doesn’t want me— I feel it in the spaces between words, in the rooms that fall silent when I enter, in the way their eyes cut through me, sharp and indifferent. I exist like an echo no one listens for, a presence only ever tolerated, never embraced. They laugh like glass shattering, pointing fingers dipped in poison, whispering daggers into my skin. I...

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Untimely was Hamilton Hicks In making his basketball picks. He knew it all well, How each bracket fell, But always too late with his clicks. ...

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Why is that even a discussion? Why everything gotta be a competition, a comparison or even a debate? Michael Jordan was the “GOAT” of his time and generation. LeBron is the “GOAT” of this time and generation. But so is Steph Curry, Kevin Durant, Chris Paul, James Harden, Kyrie Irving, Luka Doncic, Ja Morant, Nikola, Shai, Victor,...

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Mist wraps around her like dreams, Smart-girl vibes echo in whispers, She struts through rain and thunder, New money shines bright in her eyes. A locket swings close to her heart, Memories whisper through each droplet, She dances as storms gather round, Each step a pulse, a fierce...

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