Best Skaters Poems

It must be strange to do your best
And find out what you never guessed – 
That critics find your style a bore
And so do judges,...

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In a pond beside a meadow
Where the slime and algae gurgle
Dwells a lonely Plobawobby
Lurking deep in murky waters.
There in sludgy weedication
All day long alone he...

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Acrostic Memory

Acrostics introduced in fifth grade on a rainy winter afternoon
Careful crafted choice of words written in lyric cadence hues
Rhythmic flow like music class -...

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I am water, precious water, the most important source 
of life on earth. Master of all shape shifters, I am ever
moving and changing my appearance....

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I'm just a little particle created so long ago
I swirled with many of me to help your Solar System grow

For many years I spun I...

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Closing the silk curtains quietly
She lays down in the curve of his back
Oh, the sinful joy of stolen hours
The soft warmth of human flesh
Clean and...

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A long, long time ago, when I was young,
on watching skaters move on Poets’ Pond,
(some gliding with great skill, some taking falls).
I donned skates of...

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The freezing rain turns into black ice
If you're driving make sure you think twice
You may have a glitch
End up in a ditch
Take heed of the...

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footprints carved on a crystalline carpet
the winding traces of morning skaters
on teal and ivory rugged snowfield
lead me to his quiet hometown

the bare trees that surround...

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A star shines in ebony sky, sifting snow
Where angels sing and tree tops glow
Sleigh rides jingle on down the road
Where skaters dance, their love is...

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Each of us is born the main persona
in the narrative of his or her own life.
Through ever-changing atmosphere, 
supporting characters and diversity of settings, 
we...

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Glorious spring sunshine kiss my limbs as they sprout
With each opening bud, "I'm so alive" I want to shout
April showers cling to me as I...

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Hate the feelings of ew's and ugh's...let's pause before we put our paws on this unmanageable cause with silent applause (quiet interest or hushed enthusiasm)
What's...

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We love our silly Grazillas,
Who eat chocolate ice cream because they don't like vanilla.
They prefer lumpy pillas,
As they nap under the willas.
They eat salt by...

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The nineteen-ninety-four Olympic games
were held in Norway that specific year;
the thing that I remember, shame of shames...
two women athletes made the news...oh, dear.

Named Tonya Harding,...

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