Best Buzzer Poems

There's a Senior's home called the Shady Lane
    and life's curse is at an end.
Where a hundred souls are kept in line
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Go ahead, you freaking coward, I thought. You drove all this way, with your new 6" GPS. Now you’re a bowl of jello who can't...

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people stood behind the glass 
staring at him with gnashing teeth 
intent upon his death.
He saw red, angry eyes absent of all
Thought except vengeance,
Yet, in...

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Going out on a limb! :)


Yee haw, woo hoo and holy crap
We beat the U.S. by crickey
It's Canada's game so it's only right
Forever ingrained in...

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it's not over until it's over until God has His say
and it's not what it looks like until God has His way

when you look at...

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Behind the scenes
Always wanting to win
Scoring
Kangaroo hops
Exciting buzzer beater
Tough sport
Basic dribbling
Always exciting
Last chance to win
Losing streaks....

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“The Big Blues and Baptismal Alice”



In the land of the dirty politician
Steely resolve was borne bidding
farewell to thinly veiled conceit and division
that particular brand of...

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The light evening meal
Served under moon and stars,
Flickering candlelights whilst
Writing our memoirs.

Classical music; 
Beauty to my ears,
Gazing up to Venus, Mars,
Thinking biospheres. 

Accidentally tapping me...

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we bury the past like but not with dread
wounded hearts triaged and on the mend
we bandage the cuts, scratches and mars
slowly they heal with just...

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Why do I do it, It’s hard to explain
This obsession that’s driving me slowly insane
The dark hours seem endless, the boredom intense
You would think at...

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Eddie was a braggart,
At least we thought as much.
His lower lip was loaded, 
A three finger dip of snuff…
My mind said, “I think not.”

And...

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UUUUF…the mailman taps on the door,
Plop, Plop as the cards drop on the floor
roooooommm runs the vacuum cleaner
Oh, there’s mighty ringing of the buzzer
	
Come buddies,...

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Ball moving around
Aiming at the basket so round
Shots made, near or far
Keeper of the ball, holding a jar
Endless thoughts of poetry
Throwing the ball in words...

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A 16 year old apprentice 
Fresh to working underground
Miners telling tragic stories
Of bodies never found .
Greenbach was a huge man 
Working only in his boots...

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COFFEE TIME AT MEMORIAL

Memory-of on lips and gums.
Colgate’s sweetness still coating the tongue, 
I am awash with morning coffee

Just swallowing, that basic act,
No easy task...

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