Fouls Poems | Examples

watch your head

owls do not have a lot of control of their bowels
they manage inventory in a bookstore named McPowell’s
If you are looking for books on fouls, fans or vowels
or picture books of thick rod dowels or fluffy pink towels
Watch your head because McPowell’s owls cannot control their bowels

Chedda- Melts

Swish-Stuff?
they used the same
format as tradition basket ball
all the rules are the same
up until about 2001 in the nba
they use a concept were
three men on both team starts the game with a coin flip
"the roundos Monto" period is a 4;00 minute addition
that starts on the visiter side with the coinflip winner
with the ball.
all points are added to the regular game.
after the 4;00 period the game will start with a jump ball
in a game with alot of fouls the referee can take one point of the players
score. The concept is done to reintroduce the players and teams before the actaul game begans it is a fan and television interest idea that is used
to create the interest into the actual game ,sequenses and processes.
It's great because ateam can use playrs who are usaully benched
to showcase there talents.
the three on three aspect is unquie it allow to o learn and compare and discuss neaunce verses traditional concepts.

: planning, organizing, leading, and evaluatingCampogrande,Fallucca,Rulli

Despite me

Let my heart flood  thee with  my words
I can’t fight the war of love 
But i can search your soul for romantic moments 
I know no words of sincerity but over the years lovers have turned fouls 
I am yet see you waiting for me with coffee
But let that day be tonight
Let us yield in love and peel off  this mask of fear in us
Tonight let me kiss your lips
Let me embrace your chest in my arms
Let me separate your legs all night long
Let’s not sleep together but lets make love
Please bear me my cubs out of your womb
Remember out of love must they  be born
Tonight let your phone warm up to my call
But please let me rejoice in your towers of sweetness 
Last weekend i couldn’t connect to your heart due to network 
Please do not turn me away again

Chui munga the poet

Insatiable bowl

Fury of cage,
Forbade him from rage.
For he knew he was in pain,
Which gave him joy from the sorrowest gains.
Deemed to be horrid,
Demise from torrid.
He was slandered,
For the world’s a foul stage.
Scowled, dreaded, hated,
For the lack of unamounted goal.
Jokes, what happens to you’re bowl,
When you chose to find beauty in horrid ghouls.
All you’ll taste is, are the fouls you’ve committed.

Secret Life

Secret life

A secret existence, you don’t know who he is
You see him, but you don’t know his dark side

Yeah, it looks like he is a simple man. Evil life
Sure, he can not be a saint, wrong people created

Created him, malicious people. But he is good
Doesn’t want anything bad, just live and feel

But the selfish lives kill him, because fine
Not like the evils, but what he can do? Answer?

Yes, there is the answer
They are fouls!
You must be fouled too!
Against them!
Said a gangster gang

But how?
By mind
Controlled
Control
I won!

Out Of The Blue

           Saturn's bubble gum rings
Pink and blue
Palladium, magnetism
          Tractor beams moon

Stark reality edges out the sky
Dipped into the milky way
Heavenly cookie
Message nigh

Ping scalar radar bizarre
Rogue star rogue star !
Moon is set a-fire !
Descending like burning mountain
Drones fill the air
Wormwood incense fouls the Waters
They have come in ritual
To sacrifice Sons and Daughters
Niburu !
CERN has set up their Altar
While
Everything
Changes in the Cosmic Tide,
as Dimensions shift and Spirits no longer hide their abodes, unhinged
to Order's abide

Spring Is Not All Rainbows and Butterflies

Ah, Spring: each laden cloud more rain delivers,
that soaks our clothes and in our new shoes sloshes.
Our streets blockaded thanks to pregnant rivers,
with mud tracked in the house from kids' galoshes.

Ah, weeds: the bane of ev'ry gardener!
Unwanted life that fouls our garden's bliss.
Dear mother nature, we must pardon her
for her green demons turning Spring amiss.

Ah, noise: new Vernal life creates a riot
as crickets, birds, and frogs return to form.
It makes one long for Winter's tranquil quiet -
not all is calm when days grow long and warm.

Come March, not all is magically renewed - 
with rain and weeds and noise, Spring's downright rude!


written 30 Jan 2023

Basketball

A good player in six feet tall
So expert to catch and dribble
Before shooting smartly that ball
A good player in six feet tall
For long range throws he’ll get them all
Earning points- triple and double
A good player in six feet tall
Has no fouls- he’s incredible!  



Dec. 31, 2022     12.15pm

This World At Hand

This world at hand
Can you see division is the fan
Which instills many with hate
For they have lost sight of there fate
They walk proudly as the beast
For God they have come to know the least
God sees but He must allow
For if a referee there would be called many fouls
But we as a whole must become broken
So one might see and receive the token
That has given one a way to escape death
For you will walk and speak with a new breath
To walk among the lost as a guide
Before the day they can't find a place to hide
God can pull one out this world of doom
For Jesus has prepared you a room
It only takes a call out of grief
And the old self you shall hang a wreath
To become a new creation with a new mind
For heaven you shall find
Does not have to be so far away
This was the thought when we like to stray
We can walk with Jesus in this day
For this is why He came to pray
To give up His life that we might live
For His spirit He wanted to give
That He might become your friend
That we might bring glory to God in our end

For Better For Worse

Life sets her right above
The chase of the rich. 
Enjoying the best of love, 
In her own cool niche. 

A place where sins don't dine, 
To put trust at test for pleasure. 
He only have the key to her shrine,  
Where loyalty is enough a measure. 

Flee far from fickle firestorm, 
Feasting fun for faith fairly... 
For fouls, footing forceful fear, 
Facing free focus future fathers. 

Love is a two ways street;
As it is so dangerous, so it is magical. 
Love is so beautiful and so emotional. 
Yet everyone has his/her own weakness.

Where You Belong

I put my hand out to find just space
those I'd help nowhere to trace
learnt my judgement was misplaced
oh how good bonds go to waste 

finding out it's all one way
false personas ran the play 
fake facades fade to grey 
actions don't match what they say

and I stand striped 
a nudie dude
as hands don't grip
a rude delude

everything I had is gone 
they all say I get things wrong
as their dance don't fit my song 
I'll put steps where I belong 

wonder why I write these words
they have group hugs and a herd
reassurance does occur
but nothing true to how we were 

believe the worst that I smoke crack 
tell the world as though a fact
blind delusion lacking tact
whilst others see your desperate act 

and you forget I know you all 
limited and predictable 
easy routes which move the fool
comfortable in cotton wool

but the herd still gets hunted
individually confronted 
quick to shed consulted fronting 
as bottoms sheered receive a punting 

as that hole in your very face
is seen a maker of bull waste
goals through fouls not to taste
when all see you a fowl disgrace

Noblesse Oblige

Painstaking plumes of surest gait
To wield diamond steel over fate;
With slow pair of wit-guarded lips,
As otiose words sway great ships. 

Invincible flair and exacting knack
To stand out from the frothy pack;
Ochred with all blue-penciled skill,
For nabob’s dimwits do mimic still. 

With the far-scanning aquiline eye
That fowls unborn miles like a spy;
Plus an ear for tiniest voices tuned,
For idlest vowel by vagaries ruined.

Gigantic empathy for pinched souls
Hewn down by lot’s inclement fouls;
Felt tear for fellow wayfarers stung
By blunt luck's blade rashly swung. 

A little but constant sacrifice betimes,
For bereft chum eschewed by dimes;
Or even total strangers in want of bail
Out of a jinx along existence’s icy sail.

Showing Muscle and a Hustle

Thackray thought up a plan 
To get three points for the west hams 
Called upon Antonio to do a task 
“Fetch my friend a theatrical mask 
Tell the canary meet for a luncheon 
Of course at his dungeon 
There will be no bubbles to burst 
Only an answer to why Miss Thackray was cursed” 
Antonio took the orders 
Did contact a reporter 
Hornet Daily decided to decline 
Meeting with the royals from the new castle on their mind 
Evenly spread out 
Antonio very calm no need to shout 
Four across the board 
Before shutting the door 
Royals in the new castle 
Felt this get together was a hassle 
Found a goal early 
Surely, 
This would separate the west ham from the buzz 
Staying united as they always was 
Claiming two fouls 
Hornets’ staff went to print with a howl 
Still on the hammy’s heels 
Not investigating if Thackray will ever get another deal 
Antonio returned 
Successful not burned 
Thackray now felt at ease 
No longer relegation a tease 
Taking a shot of Claret wine 
Things getting a good sign 
“I will not stalk alone” 
Thackray reminder herself in a British tone

B S

(Before Spellcheck)

After arguing fouls or fowls
Some Hebrew scribes throw in their towels
The Hebrew God growls,
"Forget the damn vowels!*
You'll know if you're right in your bowels!"

*Hebrew scribes omit vowels 
so scholars can argue whether
HLV=HALAV or HELEV, etc.

I Am a Twinkling Star

I twinkle in the eyes of a crazy beholder,
Concealing bouquet of flaring smoulder.

I flicker sailing in the pitch-dark sky, being bright:
Fusing atoms in cores to create heat and light.

I am red while cool and turn blue when hot;
Luminosity portrays my size & shape on spot.

I meet my other mates forming asterism:
Targeting the goal of high boosterism.

I am considered as the aura of darkness,
Since I am visible only in the night airiness.

I ignite the spark of faith while I fall,for yearning souls:
As they look into me and place a wish,I fulfill them without fouls.

I cannot be immortal because of limited nuclear fuel;
Once it exhausts I collapse & scatter alike a broken jewel.



Note1:You are a Star poetry Contest.(N/A)
Contest judged 8-7-2020

Second place in the Contest.
Note2: July Na or HM poetry Contest.
Sponsored by Constance La France -A Dear Heart.

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