Basketballs Poems - Poems about Basketballs

...THE BEACH sand between your toes sun tanners' bath on the beach swimmers in the sea THE PLAYGROUND children on the swings chasing dogs- after squirrels chalk made- hopscotch FIS......

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...Feet Basketballs Jaundice, his words lost A victim of cirrhosis Gone ......

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...My Missing Muse I have tried to write as of late, but my mind has become a true blank slate. My keyboard is bored and my ideas are bland. I have to think of something grand. Lately I lack ......

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...Written By: D. Collins 5/9/24 A triple-knee crack and a hip not ready to move. Are signs an OG (old guy) should hand over his tools. <......

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...These are poems for children and poems about children and their mothers, fathers, grandmother, grandfathers and extended families. The Desk by Michael R. Burch for Jeremy There is a child......

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...“Baby, win me a prize at the county fair.” The smell of funnel cake mingles with the metallic scent of rickety rides. The smoke billowing in the air accents my chills but I still want to be stuck......

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...I Hear the bouncing of the balls-- Basketballs! What a sound of merriment they cause when each ball falls! How they echo, echo, echo, Inside the gymnasium walls, Arriving at a crescendo......

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...Kicking and hitting used to be unusual in a classroom. In many classrooms it is same-oh-same-oh these days. Icy screams that raise hair on your neck are becoming normal. Sadly, parents are not in ......

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...First basketballs were discarded peach baskets With their full bottoms in them Soccer balls were used Officials had this dubious job Had to climb a ladder to remove the ball After each basket F......

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...Compared with us, the kids today Too little play and too much weigh. Alone indoors they snack and sit And buttons hit, while we stayed fit. We'd quickly chores and homework do, Then dash th......

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... Hard balls, soft balls Hiding on the loft balls Red balls, white balls Feeling feather light balls Big balls, small balls Hitting on the wall balls Golf balls, tennis balls Plastic table......

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...It’s empty now - No matter how. Blank windows stare, Stripped and bare. No step upon the dusty stair, No one to care. The only sound Wind moaning ‘round The crumbling eaves All choked with l......

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...Bosom best-buddy Beta Beta Beta boys begin bonding by bringing before biennial brunches: bouncier basketballs budget bean burritos bounteous beefy burgers beautiful broad-minded busty bo......

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...Poems about Fathers and Grandfathers II All Things Galore by Michael R. Burch for my grandfathers George Edwin Hurt Sr. and Paul Ray Burch, Sr. Grandfather, now in your gray presence ......

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...Poems about Children The Desk by Michael R. Burch for Jeremy There is a child I used to know who sat, perhaps, at this same desk where you sit now, and made a mess of things sometimes.......

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