Best Athleticism Poems

Coach Dad

It is a magic time when a child ventures
Into the world, spreading wings,
Beginning the oft painful process
of moving from the nest to the sky.

And it is a fragile time, where first experiences
Weigh heavily on shaping the direction
In which young life begins to move
And often...

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See this girl in the painting, this skinny girl
working on a puzzle at the bottom of the stairs.
With big rimmed glasses and her plain brown hair,
she’s an ordinary girl, with nothing seeming special.

Now see this girl. . . really SEE this girl.
At age 12, she’s...

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Poetry Soup

It's imagery, movement, rhythm, and rhyme,
Composition of words that baffles the mind;
Art woven meticulously, lines by design,
Pleasing the senses soothes like fine wine.

It's calmness, excitement, free flowing words,
With qualifying beauty like the Peacock bird;
Musical interludes that rises and fall,
Like the waves against an ocean...

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His granite form against blue skies
Rippling on the bulging eye, wild waves
Of muscles the netting cloud defies
Reason in concrete, his pride raves
In self glory of athleticism, what a gem
Hard and shadowed without a diadem.

I know that man, I lived inside him
Long ago, slurping applause like...

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The gym was dim. 

Red and white balloons 
glittered in the dusk 
while flashing lights writhed 
on the dark floor
like enchanted water-snakes 
gliding through scented fog. 

This was a celebration dance! 

Eighth grade done at last,
they stepped, hesitant, into the roiling 
teen-age sea,their synchronous, bobbing...

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Schools are cults of intelligence

Sports are cults of athleticism

Families are a cult of similar genetics

Clubs are cults of interests

Bands are cults of music

Businesses are cults of greed

Governments are cults of power

Gangs are cults of inferiority

Art is a cult of creativity

Industry is a cult of logic

Friendships...

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The gym was dim. 

Red and white balloons 
glittered in the dusk 
while flashing lights writhed 
on the dark floor
like enchanted water-snakes 
gliding through scented fog. 

This was a celebration dance! 

Eighth grade done at last,
they stepped, hesitant, into the roiling 
teen-age sea,their synchronous, bobbing...

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What is love? Love is a portrait of art and love is precious.
Love is amazing poetry, simple imagery of alluring beauty, 
Love is wonderful presentation filled with nice surprises, 
Love is the first duel in the field to conquer honour and duty.

Love comes at dawn...

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Those trademark circular elements of style in vogue every four years
When the crème de la crème of the athleticism 
presents itself on the world stage
Suspending and transcending any present day internecine conflict
Allowing, enabling, and proffering the five continents 
And gathering of top-notch mental, physical and...

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Desolation blinks steam rises as earth's suffix
The omega spoke through chain clanging gravel movement
Immorality runs rampant fully disclosed
Drug use becomes the norm legalizing blinding
And we continue to demoralize morals
Mankind walks parting destiny from fear with doubt
         ...

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There are teams

There are great teams
Then, there are dynasties
In the world of women's sports
There have been few that measure up

To the 2019 USA Women's World Cup Soccer Team
Every one of these 23 talented women
Has been groomed for this purpose their whole lives
Playing, working, training, focusing,...

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Sleepy, I walked down the senior hallway
The last door on the left seemed miles away
But I was determined to make it
It was 7:26 in the morning, assignment due 7:30
My hands were sweating bullets
Felt as if every senior had their eyes on me
Assignment in hand, I...

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Ill suited for madcap twenty first century world

One garden variety generic male - the
very writer of these words feels akin
to an anachronism, whereby his being
alive at this juncture within the space/
time continuum (July 29th, 2022 – an 
ordinary day) finds me mismatched

with the fast paced...

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Twenty two moles on a cricket pitch play bingo when it rains. Single no longer to ascertain whether the verb is used or not. Solve a riddle backwards at all times for this will allow grass formations to be presented evenly. Eerie errors egging elements....

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After she climaxed, I reached for my pen to jot down the impossible 
What was then the improbable transitioned into my truth
In awe of my previous experiences 
She lies comfortablely by my hip 
Shocked but pleasantly surprised by her athleticism 
This was the championship round...

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