Basketball Player Poems

Nostalgia and Regret

Way back when I was a cager                        cager = basketball player
    6' 2," 175 pounds as a teenager

  Maintained those stats 'til almost thirty
    when my physique became more sturdy

  Kept adding pounds through forty-five
    when I tipped the scales at 225

  Then I started shrinking too
    no longer was I 6' 2"

  By sixty I was down to six feet even
    while my weight up to 260 was creepin' 

  I am so ashamed of what follows
    'cos excuses like 'COVID' all ring hollow

  So here I am, 5' 10" at age 73
    carrying 295 pounds ~ the 'brand-new me'

A Cheese Danish and French Vanilla Latte Christmas Memory-Part 2

though i have not seen her since, i hope that she only flourishes in adulthood for she would be 26 now
it was immediately as i was thinking of her that a younger coworker put a card in my hand as i was taking my first break
it was from (not so little) julie steinbach for she grew to be 6'2
she is now a successful professional basketball player in some league in france
she is hoping to make it to the wnba someday
it is then that i pray that dream and goal of her into existence
she also included that she has been cancer free since she left all those may Christmases ago
the tears immediately started to fall from the oh so wonderful feeling of being remembered
God taught me a valuable lesson that particular day
i will now pay that lesson forward to others
oh, by the way, included in the card from (now too tall) julie stainbach was a gift card
the message in the little box that the gift card was in read simply, 'they make the best cheese danishes'
i laughed heartily, finished my cheese danish and french vanillia latte, and got back to it

Win Against Possesive Lust

The fantasy of erotism ended on lust.
The vibration of heart during lust is very fast.
The desires looks like real, fills with joy.
Then it's lost in some minutes and we got exhaust.
Sometimes we feel good and sometimes it scares us.
The lost world Adam and Eve,
How it should be when they did the same.
Our erotic desires many times creates lustful dreams.
We accidentally release our inner lightning in dream.
We start to lose our mind and physical strength.
Sometimes it make feel us coward and lazy.
What we can do?,how can we get out of it?.
One solution and that is to keep our mind busy.
Meditation can save us so we won't be crazy.
Daily healthy food and exercise can make you a lion.
If you are a basketball player, you can be like Michael Jordon.
If you are a doctor, you can be like Debi Shetty.
So choose your own habit,no if no maybe.
Control the thought and win against the negativity of lust.

Wave Goodbye

For more than two years, we’ve been riding 
a tsunami, now surfing the sixth viral wave
and we’ve all become amateur epidemiologists.
Hooray for MRNA, but variants keep emerging
and we’re all getting tired of the Greek alphabet.

Me, I’m vaxxed to the max, still masked
and was negative in my last test, which
is positive I guess, and though I don’t 
understand them, I have a bit of respect 
for the antis and that flat earth leaning
basketball player, who if the Raptors get 
that far, won’t be playing against them 
in our home playoff games.

No man is an island, but with covid and
climate change, it sure feels that way 
and zoom just ain't the real thing.
And with the sea rising, I feel that 
I might go under, when comes
the seventh wave.

Give Me Five

We are supposed to raise our hand and say give me five.
The lunchroom is supposed to be silent, where it has been alive.
It works for the principal, they know it is her voice.
Not so much for me and my comrade, let’s call him Royce.

Royce is six foot nine, a basketball player, for New Orleans.
His height is as intimidating as I have ever seen.
They do not hear him at all and hear my voice much less.
When we do lunch duty, these kids are a mess.

An Ace Player

Mickey acts as ace basketball player
He soars sky high like a bird with the ball
Big sneakers flutter through airy layer
He isn’t bothered on the hard ground he’ll fall.

He soars sky high like a bird with the ball
He’s happy that’s how he’s able to score
He isn’t bothered on the hard ground he’ll fall
Knowing Minnie can’t be delighted more.

He’s happy that’s how he’s able to score
Big sneakers flutter through airy layer
Knowing Minnie can’t be delighted more
Mickey acts as ace basketball player.

July 27, 2021
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There's a Bloke In This Museum Dressed As a Cannonball

the kids are going nuts
one almost keeled over

one inquires about the whereabouts
of the large-caliber pipe pistol

one gives the spheroid
a handshake and hug

the arm like an tartarean
eclipse with a surreptitious

star-nosed mourning
mole on the end of it

one gives the projectile
a high five, invented by a

basketball player with
four fingers 

but what about him?
who is he under the 

cycloidal velvet? how did 
he get this gig?

did he expect models
draped over vintage tanks?

rubenesque ladies straddling
the missiles?

can he take the costume home?
who is responsible for it's wash?

does he put a cancer stick 
in his touch hole in the car park?

does his lady-indoors
own a rammer?

he wishes the day would end
go home for a grapeshot

that he could be elevated 
at forty-five degrees 

and sent airborne towards 
the automatic doors

One Hundred Point Game

This is hard to believe, but true.
It happened back in 1962.
A basketball player scored a hundred points in a game.
It was an accomplishment worthy of much fame.
The late Wilt Chamberlain was the man's name.
His Warriors were from Philadelphia back then.
Many doubt that will ever happen again.

I Want To Be Christian But Not By Man's Standards-

I'm unemployed
Cause finding joy is a job.

I'm not a politician.
Why? cause I want to be truthful and won't lie

I want to be Christian
But not by humanity standards
But as God has planted.

I'm impoverished
Because I've got a mortgage
Ridden poor yet not keeping up with the Jones

I'm not a basketball player.
Yet I'm on the rebound.

I want to be Christian
But not by humanity standards
But as God has sanctioned.

I'm birth from a woman
She was my mother
I was born to sin and in full of trouble. 

This world is my house
But it's not my home
I'm by myself but not alone.

I am Christian
But not by humanity standards
But as God has granted.

And in His vision
Perfect submission
And I shall be no longer spiritually challenged.

I want to be Christian
But not by humanity standards
But as God has sanctions
For you see to be Christian, is not to be human-like
for to be Christian is to be
Christ-like




7/2/20
WRITTEN WORDS BY James Edward Lee Sr. 2020©

Created Magic Wands

My factory would make magic wands
That helps sick children
And make their dreams come true
My magic wand would replace
A child’s missing limp
So if she wanted to 
Become a ballerina or
He wanted to be a
Basketball player it would 
Magically happen
My magic wand would also protect
Them from being abused
And shielded from harm
Keeping child murderers away
My magic wand would whisked
Them far, far away to a special planet
Where they can just be kids 
Having  fun and being happy
Not having a care in the world
Where they can eat giant snow corns and
All the ice cream in the world, different flavors 
Ride around on Large bubbles
And watch the beauty of the sky
With a variety of bright colors
That shoots out
Talking monster trucks and
Barbie dolls that walks by themselves

Lockdown Sports News

The basketball player Will Droop
Just skipped to the 'loo for a poop
Our cameras were there
To capture mid-air
This amazing Sports Channel scoop!

Totem -- Odom

A basketball player named Odom
Wants to dribble the balls in his scrotum
   He tries to bounce them
   Hardwood boards renounce them
Odom can't put 'em back ~ has to tote 'em!

Swoosh, Swish

An ingenious device is a basketball net:
  Swish, swoosh, swoosh, swish---
      Its sweet sound made
      From a cager's wish.                        (A 'cager' is a basketball player)        

Close your eyes; let your mind run free,
Picture the ball arching gracefully,
A round, rubber rainbow coursing through the air
  Willing its way on a wing and a prayer.

Swish, swoosh, swish, swoosh:
One after another the balls pour on in.
Swoosh, swish, swoosh, swish;
  The nets' cords snap,
  Cagers high-fives slap.

  Swish after swoosh,
  Swoosh after swish:
  The sweet sound made
  From a cager's wish.

Jim

A new basketball player in the gym
Was at once by all dubbed Very Tall Jim.
Give him the ball,
Very bad call,
Dribbling in Jim hit his head on the  rim.

Ade Orogbemi

Ade is a 2.5 wheelchair basketball player, 
Who was born in Lagos in Nigeria in 1978,
His home town is Liverpool, a Mersey sayer,
In Spain club BSR Amiab Albacete is a date. 

He lives partly in London, joined the Bullets,
And he’s travelled with the sport worldwide, 
German, Italian, Israeli and South Korean sets, 
Sunshine is his normality to love and abide. 

In 2003 at the Europeans in Sassari in Italy, 
Ade and his basketball team won the bronze, 
And in 2005 at more Europeans, Paris’s sway, 
The GB squad came second with silver cons. 

Then in 2007 at the World Champs, Germany, 
A silver was wrought, and in Beijing in 2008,
TeamGB won a bronze to the podium occupy, 
And in 2011 a gold fell, Isreali Euro freight. 

2013 and TeamGB won the Euros, Frankfurt, 
2015 they won another Euro gold, Worcester,  
So in 2016 at Rio Ade contributed to support, 
His team to add a bronze to this large cluster. 

Ade was jailed by Liverpool Crown Court,
For claiming over £33000 of state benefits:
Housing, council tax benefit, income support, 
In 2009 he spent six months with jail slits.

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