Best Skate Poems
Only the cold crunching
of the fresh snow bunching,
and the tired leather boots
as I take that first step
Can be heard right here
by no other frozen ear,
for away I rushed off
to find silence instead
And all that is harsh
exists not on this marsh,
where the only prying eyes
belong to birds and deer
The moment I did hesitate
to glide along my skate,
a winter wind whistled
tugging my scarf forward
Been years since I tried
the child in me never died,
and once you learn how
you cannot ever forget
And being scared of a fall
takes the fun from it all,
while on this solemn pond
where all worries flee
Staying sure on these feet
when blade and ice meet,
kept me on my toes as
all went spinning around
Until the colors of sunset
made the trees silhouette,
and brought back to me
a world gone miles away
Leaving not a solitary trace
of my presence at this place,
I untied those tight bindings
and took in a deep breath
A memory etched in my mind
just the figures left behind,
and if the sun erases them
I can always come back....
(January 14th, 2020)
Wheels spin, board flies. Through the air, streets, the city.
Making my own path, benches, rails, free to ride, glide.
Suddenly stops.
Can’t go here, there, anywhere.
Danger, menace, in the crowd, no longer allowed.
People with power take ours, don’t grind, unwind. Protect the streets, places, spaces.
They give us our own places.
Spaces to hide our faces.
No longer a danger or threat. Nothing to fear. Our voice they don’t hear. No longer free, the enemy.
With no war.
When I was a kid
I liked to skate fast
Not on frozen ice
But on roller skates
Down a great big hill
We were a group
Of skating kids
I had pink wheels
My friend had blue
A steep hill
Oh delight
We just went
Faster
Faster
Down !
When I was grown up
And so dignified
I wanted to skate
Not on frozen ice
But on roller skates
The hill looked steep
My courage gone
Took off the skates
Oh forever
Falling fear
Speeding fear
Crash for sure
See girls
Gothic
Watch !
_____________________________
February 17, 2016
Poetry/Diminished Hexaverse /Gothic Girls Don't Roller Skate
Copyright Protected, ID 16-758-812-0
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
For the contest, Two Lenses
sponsor, Sara Kendrick
First Place
Twirling around the glossy smooth floor
Racing with friends on roller-skates
Tossing my hair as I glide across the room
Feeling so certain that this is my destiny
Weaving through the crowd lithely, swiftly
Smiling at everyone, my heart filled with laughter
Lighting the entire room with the heartfelt joy
Discovered in this place where I owned elation
Bending and looping through the noisy rink
Listening to the tender voice of Bob Segar or
Possibly, AC/DC – Lynyrd Skynyrd or some
Other rock n’ roll group who teens revered
Whirling through the gathering of adolescents
My heart was filled with hope that I would find
The chosen one, the boy who I was sure of
A dream of mine, who read all those love stories
Twisting and turning to the sound of Meatloaf’s voice
My heart raced with delight when I saw him smiling
The one I knew would be for me, forever and always
Going down in history… nowadays, I kiss him each morning!
The Good Old Days Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Mystic Rose Rose
January 9, 2021
My dad’s car was on the fritz
He got talked into roller skating.
I am twenty-two he argued.
Too old for it.
But they could walk there.
He noticed a young woman.
She could really skate.
Like him.
He kept watching her.
A voice said “She is the one”.
He had been looking for a wife.
He pursued her like a tiger.
Made friends with her brothers.
Stopped by his cousin’s place of business.
Where she worked as a secretary.
She tried to ignore him but it did not work.
They were married in January.
POCKETS TURN INSIDE OUT.LINT BALLS
FALL RIGHT OUT...A NIGHT OUT WITH
YOU IS WITH COUPONS AT MICKEY D'S.
ASKING THE CLERK TO SUPER SIZE A
TAKEOUT MEAL.
CHEAP SKATE:THE FLOWERS I RECEIVE WERE
FROM THE CEMETERY DOWN THE STREET.IT
SLIP YOUR MIND TO TEAR AWAY THE NOTE
THAT SAID "FAREWELL CAROL" HOW DEAR
YOU STEAL FROM THE DEAD.
CHEAP SKATE: YOUR CELL PHONE IS PREPAID,
AND YOU HARDLY HAVE ANY MINUTES TO SPARE.
IT'S HELLO,GOODBYE,SEE YA SOON.
CHEAP SKATE: ALWAYS UP IN MY FACE. NEVER
WANTING TO GO HOME.WEARING OUT WELCOME HAS
TO END.
CHEAP SKATE:I'M AFRAID TO TAKE YOU AROUND MY
FAMILY. TO SAVE MYSELF FROM THE EMBARRASSMENT.
I'LL JUST MEET YOU AT THE MALL. SINCE YOU
HAVE LIMITED MINUTES ON YOUR PREPAID CELL PHONE.
CHEAP SKATE:I DON'T MIND PAYING SOMETIMES OR
EVEN GOING DUTCH....BUT YOU'RE TOO CHEAP FOR
ME. A MAN ALWAYS CRYING BROKE.PLESE! LEAVE
ME ALONE. I TRIED TO BE PLESANT. THIS PROJECT
IS TO BIG FOR ME.A MAN BEGGING FOR MONEY THIS
CAN NOT BE.....I HAVE TO FEED YOU WITH A LONG
HANDLE SPOON BECAUSE YOU'RE A CHEAP SKATE......
I wish I were a swimming skate
I’d swim in schools; that would be great!
I would sit in class
Between shark and bass
Then play hooky and take debate
May 3, 2018
For Viv Wigley’s “I wish I was a . . .” Contest
Bright lights grow dim throughout the rink,
An amplified voice then resounds:
“Now boys and girls, let’s couples’ skate,”
So, girls drop speed, coast off and stop
While on, I roll, with all the guys—
Some lag, they pause, inviting girls,
Pairs slowly crowd the roller floor
Though I just eye my current crush,
A teensy blond with eyes soft green,
I pass her once, subduing nerves,
My thighs I swipe with sweaty palms,
Then, arcing back, I spot her face
Just lifting to some tenth grade lug;
She shrugs and nods and takes his hand,
They sway and roll and smoothly glide,
Her face content and tempo light.
With sinking heart and throat gone tight
I sit and watch her ponytail:
It sways and bobs with each dark lap,
I brood and loathe her happiness.
It all started yesterday
went to the skating rink,
I haven't skated for years
back then, I didn't stink.
I used to be a good skater
then, there it was yesterday,
smooth ice laughing and taunting
tried to keep my fear at bay.
I took to the ice carefully
like a child hanging onto the railing,
made it over halfway around
then I fell, I felt like bailing.
I dusted myself off and got up
after that itty-bitty trip,
I landed on my back
and knotted up my hip.
I didn't stay down long
I was back up on my feet,
still hanging onto the railing
wasn't going to let myself be beat.
My legs felt just like jello
went around the rink again,
not now, but sometime soon
the ice WILL be my friend.
Copyright Cynthia Jones
Nov.18/2015
I haven't skated for about 20 years or more. I was actually terrified to get back out on the ice. I might have taken a spill, but I got back up and went on skating nervously.
There once was a large ice patch on Main
Avoided by everyone sane
A foolish skater
Thought himself greater
His skating now induces horrid pain
Opportunities come and leave on a skate
Falling down doesn't mean it's all because of fate
Failure are supposed to teach you about errors not hate
Getting up is all about never giving at any rate
Things can turnover in any date
Opportunities come and leave on a skate
Found my space to roller skate
Like I did when I was eight ...
Round, round and round the rink
Flashing lights of blue and pink
High above such trivial things
Skating the track of Saturn's rings,
Go, go, they can't catch me now
Once you learn, you never forget how
The music flows from far, far away
Down on Earth where records play,
The stars, they pulsate to the beat
And correspond down to my feet
Bubblegum pop and all the feels
Purple shoelaces and rubber wheels,
Rock my world, let me go back
To neon lights and skies of black
Feelin' like that long lost kid ...
Feelin' things no grownup did ...
Right foot, left foot, I got the pattern
Skating upon the rings of Saturn.
skateboard
cement wonder
dragon and thunderbolts
nancy’s big brother’s old helmet
a thrill
Flushed cheeks and filled with serene truth,
on a lake of rose quartz I skate;
Coral ice surrounds and starts to soothe
a warm smile slowly radiates;
My temperature elevates
I do a spin and understand
part of the dance is always fate;
If I slip hold onto my hand.
7 year old skateboarder young boy with long braided Locs;
Overpowered by powerful frocks;
Skateboarding over wooden boxes;
fell hard, knees scarred;
Was impaled by a rusty nail;
Went to ER had a passionate nurse
She asked the boy which ouchy he wanted soothe first;
She was like penicillin she stuck a needle in his buttocks the, filled with a shot of tetanus?