Best Scrimmage Poems

Father’s are wonderful people
Too little understood 
And we do not sing their praises
As often as we should…

For, somehow, Father seems to be
The man who pays...

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My Mother taught me
how to see through language, 
paper was rare, iron ink wasn't free
so she sold some jewelry for porcelain lettering, 
and we clapped...

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This piece is dedicated with love to J.E. Gauthier, Jr. Active addict and father. 
Only by the grace of God may he be saved from...

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Falling acorns gather like pebbles on a beach
Floating leaves sway which are hard to reach
Blue jays sounding, seeking food to eat
Squirrels scrimmage in brigades, not...

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His is the whispering voice echoing within the athlete’s field of dreams,
The harkening leader, a teacher of strength and confidence, whom takes
The raw abilities given...

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Fifty years, boy and man, I’ve been a Sooners fan;
And watched thousands of recruits try to make my Sooners Team.
Often, I’ve enviously wondered what it...

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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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Somehow silence provided perfect
conversation. 
Being at the right place, right time
undefined creation. 
Merry go round throughout the night
a game of confusion. 
Invisible connection
or an optical...

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Scrimmage upended linemen
Super bowl Sunday
The crowd roared, foot ball sailed high.

Receiver zig-zagged down field,
Ball spun overhead,   
Runner snatched in air— touch down!...

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It was all heat and sweat. Controlled
anger and subdued agony.
Driving themselves beyond known limits.
Pushing bone, sinew, and muscle.
Expanding capability, while honing ability.
Intimacy with a few...

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Let's go.....

I'm on a rough route to a righteous destination,
Tormented by the obstacles, blockin' my path
So I'm embracin',

All my miscreant guilt, blended up with my...

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As i fly through the sky i believe i’m alive, this breath tonight.
is the First in my life, sun glistening as the setting brings the...

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What A Revolting Development
(Not by Groucho or Karl Marx)

Bernie with bent back grudges does carry
Decided to become another Revolutionary
Always knowing exactly what he meant
By this...

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I blink my eyes and then the world is gone. 

Open once again to see some peons upon the lawn.

They came to hear the Lion...

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What provides comedians the gift of speech 
 uncensored with lessons that teach?
Their  open mindedness  provoking ease
 undeterred to speak as they please.

How...

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