Best Pompoms Poems

Pompoms
October game
America’s football
An extension of cheerleaders
Happily, gleefully thrown into air
Captivating the crowd’s magic
These fluttering streamers
Landing in piles
Pompoms...

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As dark canvas unfurls bit by bit
Randomly gulping down acrylic paints of dusk
To satisfy his own thirst, not for long, to sprawl
Into a magical cosmos...

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Deep purple dahlias   -   plush garden zen
steeps in the moonlight hours. Zappiest buds
sleep in their flower beds - beautiful dreams.
Keep of...

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Let's Hear It

Growing up a teen in the 60s
A Baby boomer baby I'm known
High school was like stepping into another world
Of fun sports to join,...

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“Woe is me,” when football season closes
Crimson Tide lost in a sea of roses
     Tampa Bucs, Tide, Seminoles
   ...

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A quiver of wild dogs’ tails tufted 
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If I were a jukebox, long-forgotten,
Languishing amidst some rusting antiques 
In a cold, cramped barn mostly filled with junk 
I would summon all the strength...

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Too fragile stems hold heliotrope heads
Taffeta flaunted purple pompoms preposterous
Let us lie on the grass, smoke cigarettes
Aft petal papering conjure new year's purpose

Behold from below...

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NATURE’S CHEERLEADERS

P~erennial pops, flower balls 
O~f delectable colors.
M~ums amazing appeal

red chrysanthemums
like a rubefacient kiss
passion enfolds thee

misty lemon mum
is watered with my sorrow
clings to yesterday

white wears...

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Live Art

Dream your dreams I pray thee; orchestrate your play I beseech thee and write the song you always wished to dance to; strum the...

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I know that something's going on-
	my mama's acting very strange.
She seems so happy moving things-
	then brings a tree into our house!

On it, she's hanging balls...

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If I were a jukebox, long-forgotten,
Languishing amidst some rusting antiques 
In a cold, cramped barn mostly filled with junk 
I would summon all the strength...

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The timely excuse for an otter is not to entertain. It is to sunbathe on a towel. Meetings with alligators should be assessed by the...

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loud exuberant cheering
the hats are on
everyone has pompoms
every time their god opens his mouth
they go nuts
shades of Hitler

they are so loud none can hear what...

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Little Yellow Bus
	
First day of school yellow bus stopping at the mailbox,
Bouncing down country roads - pausing next to city sidewalks.

Nothing seems to stop you...

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