Best Teamwork Poems
Positivity presents polite poses,
Parties pave productive pathways,
Problems pass, pain pauses,
Practical perspective proves purposeful.
People practice perseverance,
Population produces powerful partnerships,
Peace prevails.
Teamwork could happen.
Challenge to get ahead now.
Expect some to crash.
I sit here and cry for all the lost
The victims of our world in conflict
The innocent should not pay the cost
These tears a coming horror predict
Mothers and children are blown away
The victims of a world in conflict
We talk yet we have nothing to say
Not understanding what's going on
Mothers and children are blown away
With blood spilled is the victory won
Survivors haunt ghost towns as they wait
Not understanding what's going on
We cannot leave the outcome to fate
Watching the destruction of the weak
Survivors haunt ghost towns as they wait
Rise from our silence it's time to speak
No longer looking the other way
Watching the destruction of the weak
The helpless do not know what to say
I sit here and cry for all the lost
No longer looking the other way
The innocent should not pay the cost
Richard Lamoureux and Eileen Ghali
For Shadow's Teamwork Contest
September 2, 2013
Alternating stanzas...starting and ending with Richard Lamoureux
Tick, lick, suck
Team, dream, win
One wants all
All wants one
To attain a group's aspired triumph,
Member's help is quite important.
As each and everyone works,
The whole unit succeeds,
accomplishing things.
The uphill task
turns into
easy
job.
Come sail with me once more dear friends, to ply the winds to comply.
To hoist the sails, pull on the sheets, to steer the yacht driving through waves.
Together, we make a great team, tackling and taming riled wild seas.
Through pure unity
The ants gaining ground towards
Snowballing works.
People are healers
Of our sad souls when lonely
And stand by when we are glad
Life without people
A vast empty desert is
Be thou a friend to the end
4/29/2024
The people have spoken
They flexed their muscle
As change was demanded
Rattling the diplomatic cage
Forever shattering the mold
Politics will never be the same
Neither will fake news -
Fighting a wave of negativity
Bitter tongues wagging
Taking the easy way out
Sitting scornful on the sidelines
Criticizing screaming and whining
Not lifting a finger in an attempt
To make this world a better place
Just meddling and brewing strife
Tinting all with anger and bickering
Instead of trying to unite and
Leave all differences behind
Be positive and constructive
Stand in harmony in support of those
Trying to make America strong again
If you're not part of the solution
You're part of the problem
Stand up and show your patriotic colors
While there is still hope
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
Submitted on February 5, 2019 for A POSITIVE PRESIDENT TRUMP POETRY CONTEST sponsored by ANTHONY SLAUSIN - RANKED 4TH (shortly after his 1st election)
As feathered fowls* mentioned by the Scriptures
They are God’s wondrous creatures bound by flock-cultures
Possessing marvelously unique features
Blessed to triumph along flight freedom-ventures.
Enthralled with their displayed teamwork at full sight
My heart thanks the Creator Who upholds their migratory plight
Beautifying the sky in their V-formation of magnificent delight
As pelicans prevail through "upwash vortex fields" midst celestial light
I marvel to see such birds praise the Designer of great magnificence
Who allows them to showcase their flying might with grace-iridescence
Inspiring humankind through their lovely presence
That exalts the Lord along environment’s license!
Psalm 50:11 I (God) know all the fowls of the mountains: and the wild beasts of the field are mine.
Psalm 78:27 ... and feathered fowls like as the sand of the sea.
January 27, 2019
Edited on October 4, 2022
1st place, "A Flock of Birds" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Julia Ward; Judged on 10/6/2022.
As we are here-nay, even dead,
all worthy shall be in our stead.
With all that we master, we guide others faster.
United, we travel ahead
"Have your siloes become fortresses?"
Anna Sundt
Pictures are Anna Sundt's product; visual art, the occupation
Her job achieves its mission when customers are living well.
Wheat is one product; farming, the occupation.
Its job succeeds when company siloes are full.
Siloes can be a fortress; old siloes merely provided storage.
New siloes destroy team effort during pandemic lockdowns.
Siloes hinder
communication observation
participation integration
expectation motivation
accountability
February 17, 2022
Contest: Buzzwords
Hostess: Kim Rodriguez
Note: Anna Sundt is a an award-winning artist and graduate of the Glasgow (UK) School of Art. She is Chartered Occupational Psychologist and Associate Fellow of the British Psychological Society. She founded ABSTRAKTOLOGIE and creates unique pieces of art to take you forwards on your journey... Their mission is to create original abstract art to share lessons in living well.
Like twins, we share markers of a common history,
Civilization, and knowledge; a call for unity.
The carcasses of slavery and the slave trade
Are lost in the dust. O black water days.
Colonization has been eaten by our sovereignty.
Our flag, we raise high in the sky.
The struggle for the unification of Africa,
The fight for the liberation of the African people;
To live, strive, and thrive like everyone.
There is only one race; the human race.
Our blood is red; cords of conformity.
The African ancestry is a mighty influence.
Black is gold, black is our identity.
Creamy are our lands; green like the sea.
The glory days need to be fetched.
Let us be the storytellers of our people.
A time to use one powerful currency.
Our honour was never lost but stolen.
Africa is a well, Africa is not a cell.
From here, we provide them with all.
Beautiful, dark people, O Africans.
The merchants no longer come by sea.
Stopping making any form of plea.
As equals or no more dealings.
Africa is for Africans; raise your voice.
With Habakkuk Kargbo (Rabbi)
©Poem Makers SL (18/04/24)
I like to bring board games into the classrooms every once in a while.
It causes my students to laugh and play, some of them first time smile.
I’ve never found a better way to check these things, their basic reading level, and more.
“I’m going to tell; you’re a cheater! You lie! That’s not the rules!” It shows me losers, sore.
This amazing method tells me a lot, and rather quickly, going room to room.
The teachers roll their eyes, wondering what I am doing; hoping I will leave soon.
“I can’t be on a team with her, I don’t like him, we do not get along.”
Some of them have targeted the whole class, when they sing this silly song.
Love and teamwork
It's still the same in those days
Hand is still in hand
Beauty in the middle of life
Together warms up the teamwork
Oh, the warrior of time.