Best Players Poems

Let me tell you a story…
A story about life, where Solitude gracefully glides into the room, wearing a loose fitting gown, draping her curvaceous form. Piously she takes her place at the table of life, she is surrounded by Faith, Hope, Despair, Vision, Reality, and...

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Sun scatters splendid splendors in utter silence
Flowers shed their pure fragrance without any aim
Never once they never trumpet their excellence
Real wisdom, real merits acquires great fame.

The moon maps her magic hue in silent midnight
Wind swept in melodious tone scenting surprise
Ever did they ever boost their...

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ghostly beluga whales
shy and discerning
hide out in coves

manatees giggle their secrets
their calves are frisky and open

dolphins swim toward the boats
making friends with everyone

sharks wait for lunch
hoping to catch a whiff of blood...

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With Henry in my arms, we watched
The soccer players kick.
He laughed at every move they made -
Deliberate or quick.

He couldn't understand, of course,
(He's thirteen months of age)
So what got to his funny bone
Is very hard to gauge.

What seems to me quite ordinary,
Filtered through his eyes,
Becomes...

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Team players shake hands good luck
Shoot scores the hockey puck
The soccer player kicks the ball 
The sky diver takes the fall 
The football player must run fast
All winners first or last
A little white ball and a tee
A game of golf or maybe rugby
The skater twirls...

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Amrican Women Soccer Players

Women will always play their best game
Which is great and much more of the same
Perfect playing and outstanding expertise
Excellent effort when giving all their grease.

Ball movement and passing were right on
And hopefully into next game has gone
Causing them to create one more...

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running 12 men 
24 in total, puffing carbon dioxide
inhaling oxygen from the outside,
shouting a teammate from the other side
watch that space
whistle,that one is playing offside
think should do that in practice,
spectators like that on the east side,

the players, 
the passer-by
where is the wayside
not like sport field...

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I was frozen in place when
I felt it “bite me” – a nip
On my neck from a pesky
Mosquito – oh no!

I couldn’t move to kill it,
So I stayed still.  But cringed when   
I saw the mosquito land 
On Deborah’s nose!


4/7/12
Susan Burch
For Linda's...

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Street players dressed in poverty's finest,
beg for recognition and a few coins.
Their unique rhythm is intoxicating,
seducing me with its audacity.

Trumpets, offset by the twanging of strings,
harmonize in a release of passion.
And setting the beat of their homespun jazz,
youthful bravado sets the night on fire.

Revelry and...

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Team players

Lanky,
Swanky, 
Quirky, 
Yankee, 
One fabulous team, lanky, swanky, past, 
Winners of fame, lanky, Yankee…fast!

© Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
March 17, 2010
Poetic form: Tyburn...

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Some win, others lose;
Try to see which way.
Most tend to confuse;
So simply, "Just play"!

Fine tune scoring skills,
Play for the big game.
Maybe take some spills,
Sure tickets to fame.

Go grab the brass ring,
Wins seem so rosey.
Make truth the top thing-
Hold up that trophy!

If you have not won,
Sports...

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Hike-You is Haiku,

For Football Players, You See

Throw the Ball to Me!!!


 
(January 15, 2011  Wausau, Wisconsin)

(c) Copyright 2011 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved...

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Cooperative EarthTribe ownership opportunity 
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ecological mindbody-constitutional climates,
and dialectals, and dipolarities,
and nondually co-arising 
temporally bilateral-bicameral nature/spirit 
health/pathology value balancers,

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great black-embryonic dualdark empty-dense-hole transitional cloud...

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Trifling juvenile players harping silly tunes
Guns and bling-bling, fake love and stuff like that
I'm no candy man, never been, but I know this
You will need to cut back on the crap

Or we will forever hear your lives going drip-drip
All over a collection of nick-knacks, I'll...

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No smile in sight, to break one for once would be to err in social graces,
So for the sake of keeping grace solemnity will hold sway of our faces,
A walk turns to drudge, conversation to drawl,
All faces are ashen & silence for all,
It's forced, I...

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