Best Polo Poems

Remember that time
Oh that smile
that beautiful smile
that little playful smirk
tugging at my shirt
waiting for me to ask you to dance
That little blue skirt
Cashmere sweater
Your cheeks,...

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I know where she prays within the necessity of nightfall
inside the Poets' Pantheon, an isolated Idol
they all came, close as envy can to care,
flowers and...

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Yes you caused it the creases on my face
I may look like an old book without the last page
But they say I have aged with...

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Dinner at eight 

Winter soup and roast 

both ready
 
A candle lit 

 table for two 

An empty vase 

without any flowers 

My welcome carpet...

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Earth dwelling mongeese are neither toys nor coins and pedalling backwards then forward is not considered the primary way of jet propulsion off a very...

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Star Wars’ Princess Leia
    Her real  father she had no idea--
  Was  evil Vader from the Dark Force
 ...

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‘ Raul Moreno, Poet- Sen•sei … ’   56th  Senryu


   Like Marco Polo
Haiku Master, Moreno
Explores Nature’s Show


From Magnanimous Me (he! he!)...

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My Love, brandon kane

Your skin glows like the apple, blossoms nice as the rose in the purest hope of spring.
My yearning heart rises to your...

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If someone handed you a box with everything in it that you had ever lost
what is the first thing you would look for? 


Holiest of...

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It was like a whisper- 
My wife delivered the sad news- 
"Your grandfather was dead."- 
And so he was- 
Her eyes was awfully sad- 
Touched...

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Mud and leather
dirt and nerve
bloodied laughter
collision to serve,
distance, drive and demolition
battle axe ambition in the wild air
muscle and mind joined in steeled instinct, 
a stitched...

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Here is my next sports rap poem. Jim

Round of Applause

Already now I must admit
What is it we have to hit?
How about homer with baseball
Not strike...

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Night one on the new river, the campfire is spirited
and the future appears hospitable,
everyone has their rations, everybody is resting their pride
for on an expedition...

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one hundred meters run and swim
gymnastic teeters in the gym
judo boxing race on bikes
rowing coxing running spikes
water polo lifting weights
shooting solo tens and eights
football hockey...

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He glances through the curtains as she leaves.

And he knew she was going with him instead.

Desperately he washes his soul of her but its for...

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