Best Athletes Poems

He can throw a perfect curve ball. 
He can bench more than you all. 
He ran a 4.0 in the 40 yard dash. 
So lets show them the cash. 

They are very talented athletes, 
and they do fill the arena's seats.
But some can't read or...

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Athletes, negative comments is all you hear today.
The word is all they care about is the pay.
Role models, there seems to be voids.
Nothing but jocks with attitudes and on steroids...

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Proud and fearless they await the blank handgun
Olympic battles have just begun
Endurance and persistence have been the least of fun
Motivated and being cheered on, by each and everyone

Failure has been the best way to learn
Overall respect is what they had to earn
Raising their flags up...

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Athletes, Avoid The Salt
Haiku: by Tom
1-31-2021

Don't use salty words.
Salty words are unhealthy,
and raise blood pressure.
...

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The Tokyo Olympic Games 
Gives gold, silver, and bronze fames....

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Athletes are made, but
They are rare; Athletes are born
They are the most rare....

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W-orld-class
E-xecution

W-here
I-nspired
N-ational

A-thletes
S-tart

O-utshines
N-eighbors'
E-xcellence

Topic: 30th SEA GAMES(November 30-December 11,2019) 
Form: Vertical Monocrostic...

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The best sports poems by Michael R. Burch, Part IV

King Henry the Great
by Michael R. Burch

Long live the King! 
Send him victorious, 
happy and glorious, 
long to reign over us: 
Long live the King! 

Long live the King! 
Send him like Sherman tanks
Mowing down cornerbacks,...

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These are the best sports poems by Michael R. Burch, Part V

Just Smile
by Michael R. Burch

We'd like to think some angel smiling down
will watch him as his arm bleeds in the yard, 
ripped off by dogs, will guide his tipsy steps, 
his doddering progress through...

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These are the best sports poems by Michael R. Burch, Part II

The Locker
by Michael R. Burch

All the dull hollow clamor has died
and what was contained,
removed,
reproved
adulation or sentiment,
left with the pungent darkness
as remembered as the sudden light.



Me?
Whee!
(I stole this poem
from Muhammad Ali.)
—Michael R. Burch



superstar(stuporstar) 
by Michael...

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These are the best sports poems by Michael R. Burch, Part III

For Jack Nicklaus, at the 1987 Open
by Michael R. Burch

When you were young
every putt was makeable
and every dream remarkable; 
the stars were unmistakable
you set your sights upon.

Then, in your youth, 
time not yet a...

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P-    People of all nations,
        O-   Olympiad participations.
        E-    Embark on a quest for greatness,
        M-...

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