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Super Soupers

Super Souper 9-16-24
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Super Souper

Super Soupers wrangle rhymes
 into verses quite sublime
Taming wild-eyed metaphors
 into iambic strophes galore
Lassoing doggy ironies
 with clever lines, entendre ease
Galloping alliterations
 corralled by personifications
Silencing cacophony
 with gentle mooing euphony
Bucking wild imagery
 herded into symmetry
Stampeding loco thin illusions
 bulldogged into chutes of allusions
Bad hoss herds of assonance
 saddled for a dressage dance
Bucking broncos hyperbole
 Juxtaposed by analogy
Anaphoras on loco weed
 settle into quatrain reads
Super Soupers let words rip
 in rodeos of craftmanship.

Big D

armchair quarterback
watching a linebacker's sack
one for the Broncos

Manning Vs Brady

The naysayers said Manning was too old,

     And under Brady's pressure he would fold.

          But Peyton proved 'em wrong,

               And came through very strong!

                    Manning out-gunned Brady and caught him cold!

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired

GOOOOO BRONCOS!!!!!!!!!

Riding Bucking Broncos

Always thought I was in pretty good shape
For a dude of seventy-nine
Until I met up with the basement stairs
Challenged them 9 or 10 times

They won the battle, oh they surely did win
Lifting stuff was damn well easy
But lifting this bod up and down the stairs
Made me a whole lot wheezy

At seventy-nine, guess I still can be proud
That I'm still quite able to bring it
In my younger years, thought I'd be all alone
Drooling and loosing it bit by bit

It just goes to show you if you've lived a good life
And you're healthy, no need to stop
Wake up with a dirty big grin on your kisser
Riding bucking broncos till you drop


© Jack Ellison 2015

Stand Back

Just back from the rodeo, man I was bold
Two bucking broncos and a fillie i rode
I got dust in my nose
Down to my toes
You better stand back I'm about to explode

Super Bowl Surprise

The weather for the Super Bowl
Amazingly, was great,
For winter in New Jersey
Is a cause to hesitate.

But yesterday was almost warm,
A respite from the freeze,
With temperatures unheard of,
Reaching 46 degrees!

Today it's back to winter
As the snow is forming piles;
The players and the fans
Are so relieved they're sporting smiles.

Except for all the Broncos
And their rooters, who would choose
A snow delay for yesterday
So maybe they'd not lose!

Not Just Defeat, It Was An Annihilation

Tonight, there is no joy in the Broncos nation.
That was not just defeat, it was an annihilation.
Many of us were witnesses to the devastation.
It made Denver television viewers change the station.

Numerous Broncos fans must be wearing a frown.
In four quarters, they scored one measly touchdown.
It must be quiet in that big Colorado town.
Things were bad enough to make the greenest grass turn brown.

Over the Broncos, a witch’s spell must have been cast.
The gang was like a ship that sank very fast.
It seems the team saved its worst game for last.
On offense and defense, the men in orange were outclassed.

Along comes the addendum that nobody likes to hear:
The Broncos will get it together and win next year.

Oh Patriots

The grand army of the patriots
Climbed a mile high
'Twas trampled by some broncos
Who unstopping rode right by

Southern Hospitality

Suckers suck
Truckers truck
Mickey Mouse mongrels maltrusively muck
Broncos buck
Lady luck
'Fraid to say the word

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Inspired by the late great George Carlin

Time Out To Mourn

Excuse me while I take time out to mourn

     I can see the headlines tomorrow morn

          BRONCOS TAKE A BASHING

               COACH GIVES TEAM TONGUE LASHING

                    The outcome left Bronco boosters forlorn

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
© All Rights Reserved

The Lighter Side of Me

I’m not much into phonies 
And I love to play the ponies
I spend too much shoppin’
And do too less moppin’

I love my amazing hubby
My fantastic cat, Chubby
Starbuck’s Passion Iced Tea
That trashy Reality TV
My famed DVR recorder
Though not exactly in that order!

I am crazy about my fitness classes
And adorable old men who make passes
'Experts' say I have ADD, but I don’t agree
The reasons…Wow look, a hickory tree!!!***

I fancy fine champagne and microbrew beer
When the Broncos are on, you’ll hear me cheer
Well, good friends, alas, my departing…
Why, you ask?  Big Brother is starting!!!


***Warning:  If you ‘get’ this, you just might have ADD :)

A Father/Son Zoo Trip

“Why do the Rams behave violently?”
The little boy queried of his father.
“They need all their might to fight the Jaguars,
But Jags are fast, don’t know why they bother.”

“And why do Broncos try to beat up on Colts?
Wouldn’t this be much like you hitting me?”
The unhappy father just shook his head 
“It’s competition, son, you just don’t see.”

“Daddy, this is not what I hoped to find
At a zoo like other children describe.”
“The football zoo is better than others
Some animals here throw games for a bribe.”

“But you told Mom we would see a real zoo,”
The youngster groaned, sadly eying the field.”
“Please just tell Mom you saw animals play
If she learns where we went, my fate is sealed.”



* For Barbara Gorelick's "Zoo" competition

Back To the Day

Beauty before me, ante-cedes youth.
Dissonant with discontented shapes.
Happy, supportive family, a burden.
In the eyes of partner, I am lucky.

As with the ones, I've bourne three;
My girth is an enigma, I bear alone.

Grapefruit, avocado, tomato, French.
Dress warmer with hot cocoa, spiked.
Spike down ball, do a victory dance.
Romance at a Denver field: Broncos,
and the '49ers, my son's team.

Feasts along with the light viands.
Reprimand innards, not cooperating.
I try, try. Motherload is frustrating.

Once a sexy walk. Do I still have it?
Legs to come back. Have nice calves.
Calf hind leg kick. Dogs lick wounds.
Swoon for going back to the day.

***holiday Tag*** Thank You, Doris

Thank you Doris, 
for giving me the mic. 
I would like to welcome my father,
to our poetry web site.

Mr. Richard Pickett,
Has a talent so sublime.
wisdom within his rhymes,
we've collaborated many times.

You should check him out,
you may come to find.
Intriguing thought provoking,
inspiration...
come,
journey through his mind.

Thank you Doris,
for giving me the mic.
How about dem 
BRONCOS!!!
Stuffing the Giants.
on Thanksgiving, 
a win like that!
Brian Dawkins
a gift...
Elvis Dumervil, D.J. Williams
finding rifts, 
Defense inspired,
the offense clicks. 

Yes,
he said 
Broncos...
Die-Hard, tattoo on 
his right arm.
A stallion,
poetry is my art.

Thank you again,
Doris.
for giving me the mic
I'm glad you
 "Went to Jared"
Now I must step aside.
I'm going to call for my 
"Sweetheart"

You are next in Line


Linda-Marie Bariana has been tagged for Phyliss Babcocks' "Holiday Tag"

Outside Her Door

Outside a door
I stand.
Above my head
on a second
story landing
lives my soul-mate.
Plain, normal,
not of royalty.
One of sincerity,
creativity,
above all else,
loyalty.

Outside I wait
with mere fascination,
a strong attraction.
I only know her name,
bits and pieces of her life.
I know that she is single
yet to be somebodies
wife.
I know she is a poet,
enjoys writing, 
maybe as much as I.
A sports fan
"Go Broncos!!!"
She's the apple of my eye.


Jared Pickett
9/25/09
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