Three, four, or six
Which one will fix
And even the eastern final score
Making sure
New York will advance
In the best of seven dance
No longer the higher seed
Knicks now need
To win away
For anyone to say
Bring on the west
Who they select as the best
Spurs or Thunder
Visitors no longer wonder
Were they going to blunder
Fumble
Turn humble
Tumble
Then crumble
Instead
‘They stole a win,’ skyscraper islanders said
Message sent
Time spent
Giving the impression
A ‘how did they do that’ confession
About simple mistakes messing
Quite a lesson
Playoffs are here
And so is the post-game cheer
Get near
Toast with beer
We are almost here
Champion is going to be crowned
Creating celebration all over their NBA town
One, two, three, four
Hardwood seeds planted on the floor
Trying to get to the final round
Championship bound
Who is your pick?
Cavs or Knicks
Garden parties are always filled with fame
WKRP broadcasted CBS’s Street manipulated game
Late night tape delayed
News wondered if Vietnam POWs completed the trade
Newly launched ESPN, soon took charge
Captaining the NBA barge
Cruising a hoop dream
Love Boat holiday network floated up stream
While Peacock’s spurs shine
Thundering, shaking the western spine
Enjoying an entertaining time
That cannot be declined
Or denied
Since the audience will find
Two winners survive
Not saying their seasonal goodbyes
Wanting to extend
And defend
The scoring message they send
Larry O’Brien’s trophy is for the best
Acknowledging acing basketballs premier climatic spring test
‘We are the champions’ winners will sing
Sporting awarded new flashy rings
Say senora to the winter blues
And welcome summer leagues with air condition that is cool
I take off my jacket, it’s been a warm day
and the heat has followed me into the house.
I should be already on my way to Cleveland
to a poetry slam, I did promise half-heartedly,
but slamming poets means a headache
after a long drive.
Poetry is an art-form. It’s good to keep
reminding myself of that,
otherwise I might get the idea
that it’s just about complaining,
ing about things
that a poet can never change.
Green Roses do exist.
Let me tell you who I am with a significant twist.
I represent the beauty and war of a rose.
You can read that in the books and poems that I wrote.
But please make note.
I am the green rose and green is the color of growth.
It symbolizes renewal, rebirth and life.
I come from a heartless city I almost got killed twice.
My rose still got love in it, and I’m growing right out the concrete.
I grind and hustle every day, we call that repeat.
I haven’t even reached my peak.
But a lot people still listen when I speak.
Yet I still grow in the cold which a few people envy.
I don’t let that get to me it’s still money to be made in the city.
I told you who I Am without competing.
I simply told you a story of “A Green Rose in Cleveland”
I take off my jacket, it’s been a warm day
and the heat has followed me into the house.
I should be already on my way to Cleveland
to a poetry slam, I did promise half-heartedly,
but slamming poets means a headache
after a long drive.
There’s lead and gun smoke on my fingers.
should have washed them at the range,
but the fat-wise owner wanted to
about all the paperwork he has to do now.
He has a young feller who does
all the inventory and selling,
he on the other hand, just sits on a stool all day.
Sometimes he will stroke his grey bead
and fart, but mostly he just sits;
He could be a poet.
Poetry is an art-form. It’s good to keep
reminding myself of that,
otherwise I might get the idea
that it’s just about complaining,
ing about things most poets don’t understand,
like life in general, guns and of course
poetry.
When I was younger Cleveland was so big to me.
I came close to success a few times but back I just wasn't ready.
I had to gain a strong will and some professional knowledge.
For me to get where I was going I needed God
The fruits of the spirit, a new look with style and polish.
I gotta be honest, I never been shy and always stood out in an audience.
I bring my words to life the moment you meet me and I speak you will see its quite obvious.
From downtown Cleveland to the inner-city streets.
I done stomped with some big dawgs and mingled with some of the coldest alley cats.
As hear us play loud music screaming "where the party at"
We all know Cleveland is a cut-throat city especially in the meanest neighborhoods.
But if you took the time to know us we cool just a little misunderstood.
Cleveland is the city where we work hard and play harder.
We are more than just the average city on the water.
The original Browns are not in Cleveland anymore.
They are now known as the Ravens, and they play in Baltimore.
A new Browns team built from scratch has taken their place.
However, the way they have played has been a big disgrace.
Cleveland fans have endured some big-time stormy weather,
since the new Browns can't get their act together.
The Cavaliers and Indians have been playing quite well.
The Browns style of play has really looked like hell.
Folks in Cleveland want to see the season over and done.
Not one single game has the sorry Browns won.
Well, the same old phrase is what we have to hear:
Perhaps the Browns will be better next year.
SPOILING CLEVELAND
While roses belch perfume into the air and
Nightingales’ whistles pierce my ears
I can't savour the clamorous glamour
And odorous charm of the steel mills in Cleveland
For my special day, I had one aim -
The Rock & Rollers Hall of Fame.
So I'm here in Cleveland, where we spent
The whole day there. (The time just went!)
As a bonus, there's a movie fest
So we saw a film; we were quite impressed.
Had a yummy meal - beer and barbecue
And to top it off, chocolate fondue.
Heard from several friends and then best of all
Were the messages when my kids did call,
For my daughter sang and my son said hi
But my grands so cute I could almost die.
And the rain held off almost to the end;
Close to perfect, though. (I could still pretend.)
With my husband by my side right here,
I will gladly age another year.
During last night’s draft coverage, ESPN would reveal
that the Cleveland Browns and Philadelphia Eagles made a deal.
At the last minute, Philadelphia sent their first-round pick
to Cleveland for two Browns choices in a move that was quick.
With pick number twenty-two, the Browns chose Johnny Manziel.
This was a move many Browns fans thought was swell.
Cleveland folks will be happy as hell welcoming him here.
He was the first Heisman Trophy winner in his freshman year.
Johnny hopes to bring the Browns back to respectability this season.
Cleveland is quite happy, and Johnny is the reason.
From a sports news story found on ESPN.com
Once a man of steel,
cuckolded by foreigners,
made to bear a rusty belt
And belch hapless smoke in shame.
Once a spiderweb of commerce-
now a conglomerate of strangers,
united by dementia-ridden streets
frayed and cracked by Erie’s buffets-
but the breakwall soldiers still hold the line.
As do the masses, when they can stand
the agony of Sundays as crying sots,
drenching the gutters in saltwater
beers, burying the despair behind
frozen, grim, angry brows.
On they fight, under the evergaze
of endlessly winking red guardians
who still believe, as the men below,
that Cleveland still rocks, on and on.
What can I say?
You had me from hello…
Guess that’s why they called me
Content with my Cleveland halo
Shining bright and tall
With a demeanor so fly…
Stars in your eyes from mine to yours
There’s so much to explore
It’s been awhile but yet still the beginnin’…
I love the way you hold me
As if it were the last…
Give me butterflies
As you caress my skin when you pass
You make love to me
And it’s real, no doubt…
How couldn’t I agree?
You flex your muscles and it looks so good…
All I do is walk towards you
And it’s very understood…
With the perfect personality
We connect in depth emotionally…
I laugh at all your jokes
This usually isn’t like me
It’s safe to say I’m in love
With everything about you
And if we ever make those vows
We might have to renew…
Pleasantly passionate
With my Cleveland contentment
By: Aleasha Martin
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