Best Trainers Poems
I attended a large gathering and took some time
to observe the great assortment of shoes stacked on the racks
I saw new shoes, pricey shoes, and shoes not worth a dime
and shoes that seemed to have crossed many paths and tracks.
I saw dainty sandals and flighty high heeled ones too
I saw sporty sneakers and rough and tough trainers
I saw both the laced and the leathery buckled shoe
Then I saw the humble yet hardy pair of slippers.
I saw pointy shoes, furry shoes and flatties as well
I saw flowery ones and those studded with trinket gems
Some stacked neatly in pairs, others thrown about pell mell
Some recently repaired, some coming off at the hems.
I saw long boots, rubber boots and
there were glittery Indian styled stilettoes
I spotted fragile glass sandals and metallic brass sandals
and soft comfy ones for comfort of feet 'n' toes.
And while I was thus lost and engrossed
in watching the great assortment of footwear
The old caretaker, to me, a cheap pair tossed
saying, ' here's an extra pair if you've lost your shoes.
She was too busy and distracted to be in my shoes of muse
So I'd to slip out thinking of some quick excuse
She didn't even notice I wasn't actually barefoot
So I had to take them elsewhere, both my muse and my boot!
Ah, and long ago when once we could afford only a 'shoestring' budget
I once hadn't enough bucks to replace a worn out pair of shoes
I was sad for not having even a good goody two shoes
Then God showed me a wayfarer's shoeless pair of barefeet
and then one hapless one with no feet at all!
So I could imagine life being in their missing shoes.
(Footnote*
Wonderin where I saw so many shoes off peoples feet? Well, in our religious gatherings say for prayers in the mosque hall or even the religious lecture hall, we've to enter barefooted and sit down crosslegged. So that's where you come across all kinds of shoes on racks provided in the cubicle.
Actually in the Disney movie, 'THE PRINCE OF EGYPT', i marked that even Moses took off his shoes before talking to God.)
Categories:
trainers, humor, inspirational, social,
Form:
Quatorzain
Sometimes I feel like I'm not supposed to be here
But I put on a brave face because they hope to see fear
Labels on my head and judgement from the environment
I wear Hoodies, Trainers and have tattoos so I don't meet their requirements
They don't care about your dreams unless you want to be a police officer, Nurse or Fireman
So much anxiety so I barely go out into society
Still cant believe Americans voted for Donald Trump
Here in the UK we have people holding signs saying its a 2 minute walk for a McDonald's lunch
But no one holds signs or gives directions to the nearest library
They'll encourage you to get obese, when they should encourage you to read
Because they will always fear someone who is smart
So many idiots out their brag that they smoke weed
Like its a great accomplishment that they had to work for with their whole heart
People with no dreams, take shots at someone who's trying to Make a success of their life
The biggest smiles during the day, will be the most upset in the night
Seen people act tough and talk a lot while the Lion is in the cage
But open that cage door and they're stuttering their apologies and begging god for a second chance before the lion escapes
That's the same for all of those who make threats online
People will forget the 99 things I got right, but throw it in my face when I took the wrong step one time
A bunch of wannabe thugs talk about how they hold guns and are going to waste us
But the only time they've held a Mac, is when they passed their girlfriend her make up
I've listened to Hip-Hop since I was 10 and never claimed to be a thug
Come from a family of addicts and have never touched drugs
So I can't take people serious who blame their circumstances
My nightmares tried to screw me, but I'll make love to my dreams and flirt with chances
Give my food for thought and let you know what's inside of me
I refuse to be a victim of society
Categories:
trainers, deep, desire, emotions, encouraging,
Form:
Free verse
Poké Balls flying
Many trainers are trying
To catch Pikachu,
But one is humbly saying
Of the whole world, I'd pick you
Categories:
trainers, appreciation, cute love, desire,
Form:
Tanka
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A light rain drizzles through the humid morning air
The sun slowly rising, as if without a care.
Awakening the sleepy world to the dawn of a beautiful day
I grab my trainers and im on my way.
Refreshing liquid falls ever so smoothly, rejuvenating me
Feeling alive, a gentle breeze, feeling free.
The coldness emerges from the droplets, chilling my skin
Running a solo race, that no one needs to win.
My feet hitting the pavement, my body begins to happily rejoice
This day is mine, what I do is my choice
I run where my heart and soul are joyfully entranced
My feeling of freedom, totally enhanced.
To where im me and im running free
Ill be fine, that I can guarantee..
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Categories:
trainers, introspection,
Form:
Couplet
“If only, if only, the woodpecker sighs, / The bark on the tree was as soft as the skies. / The wolf waits below, hungry and lonely, / And cries to the moon, / if only, if only.”
i would die for my Family,
take a bullet for my Mother, Father, or Siblings.
i would die for my Closest Friends,
curl over a grenade for Peers or Acquaintances.
i would die for past Mentors,
repay Professors and Trainers for their priceless wisdom.
i would die for Myself,
if only to preserve my Memory and Accomplishments
if only the opportunity could arise,
if only They were not already dying beside me, for me,
if only my wrist wasn’t tethered to IV’s, shackled by Chemo,
if only there was enough life in me to die, i would. For Them, i would.
i would live so My Mom never cries,
i will live because a daughter never dies,
i would live so My kid Brother has an anchor,
i will live because a sister never lies,
i would live so My Best Friend has a partner,
i will live because a best friend is always there to empathize,
i would live so My Teacher’s teachings do not die,
i will live because a student is always there to learn and return the favor,
if only if only my wood pecker sighs,
if only if only i would live for their tears,
if only if only i would live through their tears,
if only if only my harsh, little seed would bare a soft, weak tree,
if only if only for a lonely wolf to sit under,
if only if only so a hungry wolf does not have to eat,
if only if only so a wolf can bare my burden forever if it so chooses,
if only if only so a wolf can watch my wood pecker peck to its heart’s content. Who’s?
When the life support comes they won’t need to pull the chord; if only if only they knew how long i’ve been dead.
Categories:
trainers, caregiving, death, life, best
Form:
I have sold my mum on E.Bay.
My god my dad was mad.
He can"t believe i did it.
He thinks it"s really bad.
As to why i did it.
There"s reasons plain to see.
My mother is on my back.
Always hassling me.
She complains about my trainers.
She says they really stink.
Moans about the dishes.
That i leave in the sink.
I never make my bed right.
She gets me in a quandary.
States that i should help.
To do the household laundry!
Then every Sunday morning.
She really goes to far.
I have to help my dad.
Wash the family car.
Yes i sold my mum on E.Bay.
Then looked to far off lands.
To find a good replacement.
Post up the wedding bands.
Dad wont be to angry.
I will soon get him on side.
Because i have sent to Thailand.
For a brand new blushing bride.
At first it was ok.
We got on really well.
Then we discovered something.
That i can hardly tell.
I hope we get a refund.
I still have the receipt.
Let me tell you something.
There has been a big deceit.
It started in the bedroom.
I had to get a fan.
To bring my poor old dad round.
Our Thai bride was a man!
I want my mother back.
No matter what the price.
I am fed up eating chicken.
Along with Thailand rice!
"Will you get out of bed,
It is a brand new day,
It is nearly twenty past."
I hear my mother say.
I start to drift awake.
Then i start to beam.
Relief it surge"s through me.
It was a nasty dream.
My mother cant explain.
Why i changed my ways.
I"m really very helpful.
Not like the bad old days.
But if i am really honest.
I suppose i am quite bad.
I have just logged on to E.Bay.
To try and sell my DAD!
Categories:
trainers, angstmother, dad, old, dad,
Form:
Rhyme
On Being Eighty
Do not smile and pat me on the head
Because I’m eighty
Do not treat me as though I were a child
Because I’m eighty
Do not assume that I am
Not as bright as you
Or that my opinion doesn’t count
Because I’m eighty
Do not talk about me
As though I weren’t there
Because I’m eighty
Do not roll your eyes to heaven
When I complain and please...Please
Don’t call me dearie
Just because I’m eighty
I have lived through the Depression,
The birth of television
The invention of the microwave,
Modern air travel,
Space ships, Man on the moon,
WW2, Korea, Vietnam, the Gulf War and Iraq
While holding down numerous jobs
And raising a family.
All this without
Cell Phones, Ipods, Nannies,
Personal Trainers and Botox!
So please…my dear
Do not patronize me
Because I’m eighty
Indeed…celebrate with me
Just BECAUSE I’m eighty!
Copyright© 2008 Beatrice Boyle
(All rights reserved)
Categories:
trainers, angstme, me,
Form:
Narrative
As the Soldiers marched past proudly
Beneath the clear blue sky
Arms locked out, Thumbs pressed down
Arms swinging shoulder high
A cheering crowd had lined the route
As they often had before
To welcome back young heroes
Who had been away at war
They saw the crowds all cheering
And saw still in their mind
The death and devastation
Of the place they left behind
But with their mates they banter
About the things they have seen
And wonder if things had all gone differently
What actually might have been
What if that Land mine was not there
What if the Mortar had just missed
There would be one more at the bar,
Sat with us getting pissed
But time moves on and in the end
They end up out in Civvy street
Change uniform for casual clothes
And trainers on their feet
And even tho years go by
And the Army is left behind
Sometimes you're right back in the fight
Within your TROUBLED MIND
Categories:
trainers, death of a friend,
Form:
Free verse
(True story)
As nativity plays go, this one was a doozy
with plenty of chances to fail
and even after all the countless rehearsals
it did, on a Biblical scale.
My part, I was Joseph, and Barbara was Mary,
the Jesus doll wrapped in a sheet
three wise men in the wings with tea towels on their heads
plus trainers and pumps on their feet.
The donkey was resting, a little bizarre
since the creature was mounted on wheels
and in the light of the candles it's red plastic handle
just made the scene slightly surreal.
The stable was made from the school's Wendy house
for the play they used just two hinged walls
as the wise men came Joseph leaned back on one arm
and the whole structure started to fall.
The look from the prompt at the front of the stage
signified I was in real deep trouble
as the magi and shepherds all valiantly scrambled
to pull Mary from out of the rubble.
The infant child surfaced though held upside down
from the tangle of thatch straw and rafters
as his messenger Gabriel rolled on the floor
in a fit of hysterical laughter.
The following year I found I was demoted
as teacher didn't want to lose sleep
over what new disaster I'd find myself master
so I took the back row as a sheep.
Categories:
trainers, christmas, humor,
Form:
Rhyme
With the onset of earth
man became birthed
perplexed, he pondered his purpose
swamped with wildlife
fish and birds rife
am I meant to run a circus?
I'll need entertainers
and animal trainers
a tent constructed of kelp
moreover, an audience
to add due ambiance
where to start? "Oh, heaven help!!"
"Howdy there
was that a prayer?
Please call me Master or my pet name King
May I call you Adam
short for Macadam
the nickname has a rather cute ring."
"Master, is my purpose
to start a circus?"
"Of sorts but not quite, progenitor ace
I'll gift you a wife
for furtherance of life
but pray don't fall foul of my grace?"
"Nice round to my buns
but I'm still half-done
my titties are dry and flat as a deck
no ring in my bell
nuts without shell.
Will my partner be built to full spec?"
Adam and Eve
were both naive
lacking in sex education
their juicy parts hidden
and some fruit forbidden
their order was tall: create a world nation
Eve, foolish girl
gave it a whirl
succumbed to the charm of a snake
Adam lost flavor
when he sought favor
she begged off; invented the headache
Adam had to release
his lust appease
sans sex dolls and movies tinged blue
a hard task at hand
he took a firm stand
the first argument ever ensued:
"Your sordid affair's
neither here nor there
admittedly there's a hole in my pride
at being deceived
but now I'm aggrieved
my own conjugal rights are denied."
Categories:
trainers, humorous, , cute,
Form:
Rhyme
'Twas pouring, and the thoroughbreds
Did gallop and thunder in the rain.
All muddy were the jockeys' silks,
And the weather quite insane.
"Beware the Kentucky Derby, Son!
Fame and fortune the trainers haunt.
Beware the length of the Preakness run,
And the exhausting Belmont."
He took the leather reins in hand.
Long time the winning horse he sought.
So mounted he on the saddle tree
And rode awhile in thought.
And as in dreaming thought he rode,
Secretariat, with eyes of brown,
Came sprinting through the tiring pack
Searching for renown.
One, two! One, two! and through and through-
The other jocks did frown-
He crossed the line by thirty-one lengths
And won the Triple Crown!
"And did we win the Triple Crown?
To the winner's circle, my wonder horse."
O fantastic day. Hurrah! Hooray!
The multitude did discourse.
'Twas pouring, and the thoroughbreds
Did gallop and thunder in the rain.
All muddy were the jockeys' silks,
And the weather quite insane.
Categories:
trainers, horse, race,
Form:
Built to take the abusive raqueteering
punishment unleashed upon me
by human beings
Towering around those agile people
so quick of foot and strong of arm
with blood sweat, and testosterone raging
Black rubber ball scuffs pure white painted walls
a dash here, a strike there, a record good or bad
but each a mark of personal aptitude from a player
Highly varnished wooden floors sit at my foot
Echoing squeaks and thumps from trainers around vast cells
where contenders choose to be imprisoned
Supportive friends often stand outside courts cheering on
While racquets wave, splicing the air repeatedly
Until game over, exhausted and calmer pair remove shoes then vacate
Will this leave me in peace again
or will it mean my services are further required today
Just what is on my timetable and for how long my working life?
Categories:
trainers, devotion, education, life, nostalgia,
Form:
Free verse
Lions, tigers and bears alarm me, no-brainer!
Zookeepers seem to like them and circus trainers.
Some blokes put gray in your hair - like Freddy Krueger
but strokes are not funny, I panic 'round cougars.
Pythons, parrots and apes distress me, no-brainer
Crocodile Dundee was just an entertainer.
Trees are traps and leopards lie perfectly still there,
they'll permanently jeopardize lots more than hair.
Gray wolves, foxes and deer upset me, no-brainer
Forest rangers take care and jungle campaigners.
Locks don't stop gorillas, stray geese or grizzlies
merely seeing them turns my locks to frizzlies.
Toadfrogs, lizards and hares concern me, no-brainer.
Steve Irwin, I am not, should I make it plainer?
Lions, tigers and bears make me sweat unaware,
wild animal beasties leave me pulling my hair.
Categories:
trainers, fear, me,
Form:
Rhyme
Ladies dress up, looking their best
Pretty clothes chosen just to impress
Perfumed and pretty the ladies in high heels
Their menfolk look keen and prepare to do deals
It’s Ladies Day, at Ascot, an important event
For spending one’s money and not paying the rent
The crowd roars and cheers with tipsy excitement
Champagne overflows with the toffs and the titled
The royals parade for the eager crowd
Top hats lifted and politeness all round.
The fine horses parade sweating and anxious
Whilst trainers give jockeys tips for the action
Bookmakers sing out the odds for punters
Whilst tic tac men send secret codes to funders
Favourites are picked for substantial bets
Whilst outsiders are chosen by those with large debts
The stalls are opened and the horses surge out
Whips crack, and jockeys curse mounts
The favourite pushes through so beautifully
And the no hopers go backwards for all to see
The favourite is a winner just by a nod
the crowd cheers and eagerly collect their huge wads
For the beaten it is a day to try to forget
And the losing tickets flutter down with regret
The racegoers journey back home, fortunes spent
Whilst their ladies plan for next year’s event
Categories:
trainers, horse, race,
Form:
Couplet
We write to you, your elfin crew,
To wish you joy and cheer!
For Christmas is upon us now -
The climax of our year.
We've toiled together - unified,
In our allotted crews.
And now we're stuck in training,
With barely time to schmooze.
The toys are wrapped, the sleigh is packed,
And Rudolph's fidgety.
Soon you will be making rounds,
As is the policy.
But though this yule is almost nigh,
Our merry Christmas vibe,
Is tempered by the memory,
Of those whom we survive.
Let's not forget the bristling sprite,
From northern twinkle-land.
Who's wisdom and composure,
Helped our vision to expand.
And over waves, across the sea,
The imp with shiny pate.
A knowledge store of rare repute,
And empathy, innate.
We can't forget the trollish clown,
Our western-most remote.
Who's antics in the darkest hours,
Kept our hearts afloat,
The reindeer trainers will be missed!
So poised and capable...
Were they in their instructions -
Irreplaceable!
So Santa, sir, we write to you,
That you may not forget.
The legacy of our brother elves,
And the hole which they have left.
Please strive to know our jobs' detail,
With depth and clarity.
And leave us not unbalanced,
Chasing prosperity.
Enjoy your well deserved respite,
As you rest and sip your brew,
We wish you Merry Christmas,
Your wearied elfin crew.
Categories:
trainers, christmas, metaphor, silly, tribute,
Form:
Rhyme