Best Sophie Poems
Sophie Scholl was raised a Christian in a Lutheran family
Born in the town of Forchtenberg in south west Germany
For standing defiant against evil with her young life she'd pay
In a country that was in deep turmoil and had lost its way.
She was a young teenager in nineteen thirty three
When a new leader offering hope, emerged in Germany
Adolf Hitler was an Austrian, who came to power
And for many it was the start of their darkest hour.
To unite the German people the Nazis held rallies
In some of the larger towns and all the big cities
But something dark and sinister was taking place
The evil Nazis were plotting to create a master race.
All the youth were encouraged to join an organisation
Hitler youth they were known all over the nation
Sophie and her brother together, with some of their friends
Turned their backs on the movement and vowed to make amends.
Word was getting around about death camps and persecution
Together they decided to form, a small non violent organisation
Known as the 'White Rose' who urged the people to renounce Hitler
They handed out leaflets telling the truth, about the Nazis slaughter.
One day at Munich University where Sophie studied as a student
She was seen distributing leaflets on what Nazi ideology meant
A janitor intervened and confronted her, and wouldn't let her go
She was arrested and then handed over to the notorious Gestapo.
They interrogated her to find out, who her accomplices were
But she wouldn't give them their names, as they tortured her
They charged her with high treason and sentenced her to death
To die by the guillotine and the date of execution was set.
They executed twenty one year old Sophie for making a stand
And they had accused her of being a traitor, to the fatherland
They eventually captured the others, five of them in all
And they too walked to their deaths standing proud and tall.
It’s people like Sophie who want to make the world a better place
And not supporting some twisted ideology like a master race
The Nazis were eventually defeated and their leaders tried
But not before Sophie and millions of other innocents had died.
Written 15th May 2021.
Wisdom à la Sophie
----------------------
Behind calm mind can come a fear,
So conquer it, and sprightly.
A fear must not despoil your year.
Quick, quell it. Live your life quite lightly.
1/2/2019
"Fear is a slinking cat I find beneath the lilacs of my mind."
- Sophie Tunnell
It haunts me to think
that you would die for your ideals
at such a tender age
thinking you are
intellectually superior
and in many ways you were,
but Sophie,
it is such a waste to die so young
for what?
Your offspring could have
carried the flame
continued 'the white rose'
in all its purity and
ideological splendor
but you are right, off course,
even in death and thereafter
Mitt Gott kannst Du alles.
I am in awe, oh dear Sophie
Of all things done and said
I am one single, wandering thought
In this world’s contemplative head
How do I dare speak all these words?
When facing this vast, capricious Vie
When tempests and storms ravage the waves
Of what worth is one droplet of the sea?
It is bewildering, as I am sure you know
Yet, it takes you almost a gesture to understand
I mustn’t refer to Zola’s Labyrinthe
To explain to you how it is on this part of land
I am in awe, oh dear Sophie
Of how distance, at times, can be undone
It takes a thought to simplify a world
And above so many, you are one.
As a great lover of classical music
over many years the violin became ace
one particular lovely lady enchanted me
Anne-Sophie Mutter classically first place
This lady appeared in the Yellow Lounge
a night club in Berlin, she did astound
the Club Album played out such true class
covering composers splendidly crowned
Classical music doesn't normally appeal
in such an establishment it is pretty rare
but the clientele loved this classic treat
as Anne-Sophie served them such fare
Thankfully this performance was recorded
being on CD and DVD covered release
composers like Vivaldi, Gershwin and Bach
stunningly superb richness on each piece
Love to watch this many times over
never fails to hold me in it's grip
such musical feast left in wonder
takes one sailing aboard strings ship
(This piece I have written of my favourite music album by the great German violinist Anne-Sophie Mutter who performed her repertoire at a night club , "The Yellow Lounge" in Berlin, Germany.
It's available on youtube if you would like to watch as it last just over 30 minutes. )
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9vKA8LW8NxI
Is this the weekend, by the way?
(I always think it’s Saturday!)
Load the kids up in the car –
country club (I hit the spa:
hand the kids to gay Adolphe –
calisthenics, crazy golf).
I spoil myself – it helps the stress –
the kids are having fun (I guess).
Fox News Tom Cruise
No Jews designer shoes.
Rufe’s so square, a diplodocus:
the kids will always be my focus.
Everybody needs a break
(we’re human too, for goodness’ sake).
We just do the normal things:
cabin in Borrego Springs,
week in Vegas, see the shows,
birthday dinner (Kiriko’s):
never noodles, only sushi
(table used by John Belushi) –
private beach in old La Jolla
(Rufe knows someone, bigshot lawyer):
cocktail bar, upholstered loungers
(razor wire keeps out the scroungers).
Juan’s the poolboy. My help’s Auxi
(Juanito’s neat, and Auxi’s mousey).
Wears my cast-offs, lives on chilli –
keeps her pay from getting silly.
Neither’s legal – which is good:
they stay grateful, like they should.
Minimum wage would tie a noose to it:
anyhow, they’re plenty used to it.
She breastfeeds, Juanito hustles
(fine-boned body, high-toned muscles).
He’s moonlighting, pumping gas
in San Diego, humping ass.
Rufe’s no idea what good taste is.
Parties with them friends of his.
I can’t stand them business folks –
Steaks and beers and dirty jokes.
I won’t go to meets or meals
if I can’t wear my strapless heels
and backless dress (Yves St Lauren)
it’s not about impressing men
(who cares what they think?) – it’s the wives
it matters what a woman drives
who fixed her hair. What’s Satan’s curse?
To show up toting last month’s purse.
Sophie gained a MSci degree from London University,
In 2011, when she was 23, and was born prematurely,
So her Cerebral Palsy meant that post operation rehab,
Came thru the Riding for the Disabled Association, fab.
She loved Charters School, Sunningdale, an education,
And broke onto the Paralymic scene aged 16, action,
When as the youngest GB athlete in Athens, Greece,
She won a bronze on Hotstuff in the dressage piece.
The 2005 Hungary European Championships, next year,
Saw her win three gold medals, and then next again year,
The 2007 World Championships saw her win a bronze,
And in the freestyle dressage there were gold lawns!
The Summer Paralympics came round again in 2008,
But instead of the equestrian events being held, gate,
In Beijing with everything else, they were held away,
In Hong Kong, in the Olympic Equestrian Centre, way?
So determined Sophie competed in her second games,
To win an individual gold medal in the freestyle, claims,
And won a silver medal in the championship dressage,
This time on her horse Lambrusco, groomed corsage.
At this point in time in 2009, she won the MBE proud,
For her services to disabled sports, ‘cos she’s a loud,
Patron of many charities, and 2012 saw her take gold,
Once again, in the individual freestyle, postbox gold.
Sophie was given an OBE in 2013 in the honours list,
And in 2015 won a Woman of the Future Award to assist,
She works for Goldman Sachs in the financial city, hub,
With her first class masters degree in mathematics, club.
Sophie was born with an abnormal right foot,
So when she was nine she chose amputation,
She comes from Camden then moved to Bath,
And now studies at Bath College Illustration.
In 2011 she went to a Playground to Podium,
Event at Bath University because she knew
As a junior wheelchair basketball: was good,
But she preferred individual sports - she flew.
Her debut came at the Manchester World Cup,
In 2012 just before the 2012 Paralympic games,
Which Sophie made and competed in the finals,
Of the 200m, scoring a personal best in flames.
In Lyon, France, in 2013, Sophie came fourth,
In the 100m sprint, but then in the 200m sprint,
She came third, winning her very first medal,
Internationally, which raised the roof at her print.
So Sophie participated in the Euros in 2014,
Which were held in Swansea in Wales’s land,
And also accelerated in the Worlds at Doha,
Which gave her experience to mature grand.
In dancing Rio Sophie broke the top WR speed,
In the heats of the 100m which were lastly held,
On the 17th of September 2016, on the second,
Last day of these Para games eventually weld.
Sophie has been around animals all her life,
‘Cos her dad’s a farmer and she loves horses,
She was born on the 5th day of May in 1990,
With no nerve feeling in her fingers or feet.
Lincoln England graced her and she became,
A grade IV classification Paralympian rider,
Which is for people with less affective disabilities,
Although she has won non-disabled events.
At the Euros in Norway she bagged three golds,
In 2009, and at the Equestrian Worlds in 2010,
She won two more golds: individual, freestyle,
Such that she qualified for 2012’s Paralympics.
There she won gold in the team championship,
And a silver for the championship test grade IV,
And another silver for the very creative freestyle,
So she was given the MBE for equestrianism.
In 2013 at the Euros, Denmark, she won golds,
Three of them, and at 2014’s Worlds, Normandy,
She won one team gold and two more silvers,
For the individual and yet again for the freestyle.
The Euros 2015 in Deauville in France and alas,
Sophie won team gold, two silvers, same events,
So in Rio she boldly claimed the individual gold,
On her horse Valerius who proudly celebrated.
"To Dare Not", are those nagging weeds
That lie in wait below
Destroying any fertile seed
Of flowers that might grow
My dog took a hambone and made some stew.
With peppers, onions, cauliflower too.
We gave it a test
It was simply the best
And it made us laugh, and it made us pooh.
Sophie, what is in this fabulous stew?
Horseradish, onions, and salt that goes boo.
She would not tell us.
That little closed-mouth cuss.
It still made us laugh, and it made us go pooh.
My friend Sophie says there is no honor among thieves
she'd steal your man if he likes to creep
then rationalize away any sense of shame
saying if no one is married it's just another thang
My friend Sophie speaks of pride and choice
a hint of ambition is casting her voice
Candidly she told me she'll gladly trade
job for kid husband and apron today
My friend Sophie will be too old soon
says her ovaries ache and swell like the moon
Sophie has laughs she lives and she lusts
I hope God blesses Sophie with true love.
Sophie was born with Cerebral Palsy,
On the 23rd of January 1997, she’s 19,
And trains at Loughborough University,
But was born in Nottingham’s glean.
She’s won thirteen major titles, is top,
In sprinting and in runs middle distance,
So in the 100, 200 and 400 metres pop,
She beats most folks by persistence.
In France, Lyon, at the Worlds in T38,
Sophie ran the 100m to take the gold,
And in the 200m she took silver weight,
To begin her career with a sign foretold.
She was enthused by London’s Games,
She this entry into the athletics arena,
Stood her well for the European Games,
In Swansea: two silvers medals for her.
In 2015 Doha held the Worlds that year,
And for both the 100m and the relay, golds,
Then she put another silver in her bag, tier,
When she came second in the 200m folds.
Then in 2016 at the Europeans most dear,
In Grosseto, Sophie won two gold medals,
Plus one silver again for the 200 metre pier,
In which she excited the crowd with pedals.
Rio arrived and yet again for the 100 metres,
Sophie won the prize of gold, on the podium,
And also for the women’s relay 4x100 metres,
Her team took home the gold from the stadium.
On the approach up to Rio there were rules,
About what she ate and drank, no rubbish,
And Sophie Killer with sports nutritionist tools,
Gave Sophie a strict diet so she’d flourish.
Sophie Arp a multi-talented Swiss miss
won over her famous husband Hans,with a kiss
equally famous,now it may be said
for on fifty-franc note appears her sweet lips &head*
* the only Swiss woman to have been so honoured with such a glass-ceiling moment
were so funny
we look like bunnies
we went to the store but had no money
went for a jog but ended up running
for breakfast we eat our eggs side up sunny
embree looked at savannah and said hey hunny
Form: