Handball Poems - Poems about Handball

Collingwood, Oh Collingwood

...In the heart of Melbourne's bustling streets,
Lies a club where every footy fan meets.
Black and white, their colors fly,
A magpie's pride, soaring high.

Collingwood, oh Collingwood,
Where dre...

Even When I Win I Lose

...Sitting here in an adult diaper,
‘cancer free’ I’m told. Thumbing through
a booklet of kegel exercises
for men, this.

After nine long years, in and out of
specialist offices, batting around my...

This Beach Without Palm Trees

...This beach without shady palm trees
is the chosen playground of harsh winds,
its sand is drier than the Sarah's desert;
nobody lays on a blanket to soak up sunshine,
not even kids play handball s...

In the Lord Line Building

...There's a feeling of sadness
Mixed with a wistful awe
As we pick our careful way
Across a rubble strewn floor.
An eerie sort of half light,
As though hiding from the day,
Hiding our history unt...

Bottoms Up

...At a sports event in Europe*
Norway got a hefty fine
For their players were competing
In some shorts that crossed the line.

For the only proper bottoms 
Are bikinis, so the crowd
Gets a peek ...

Syria My Lovely

...Syria, my lovely 

 Asma al-Assad, the wife of the president in Syria
  her crime is to be married to Bashir al- Assad.
 Since the president of Syria is sitting pretty, they had to find a softer ...

Let the Foxes In and Shut the Villians Out

...Foxes found themselves at home 
In a match they could dial in by phone 
A villain came into their midst 
Trying to cure themselves from the bottom half EPL cyst 
Noted as the visiting team the vi...

Footle Balls

...******
you bet
in debt

world cup
shut up

score goal
big hole

whistle
missile

fans fight
not right

refs rule
you fool

corner
warner

handball
false call

...

Innocent of the Racket

...I was strolling to the entrance of the Barley Tavern,
when I was passed at quite a rate by angry Billy Brown.
He’s mumbling and cursing before he kicked the Tavern cat,
and blamed it as the reason...

My Garden of Joy

...I remember, I remember my garden of joy,
It gave me great happiness when I was a boy
At the bottom of the garden was a delightful stream,
When alone, I would sit beside it, meditate and dream.
In...

Football, Volleyball, Baseball --- a Nonsensical Poem

...Football, volleyball, baseball, softball, 
Racquetball, handball, basketball, hardball. . . . 
There're lots of sports in the world you play with a ball, 
And you can't play any of them if you're ...

My Garden of Joy

...I remember, I remember my garden of joy,                                                            
It gave me great happiness when I was a boy                                                      ...

Kintu

...We called him kintu
He had a way with girls
He was a handball player
Kintu had a sway with words

We called him kintu
Kintu ever running after girls
Never staying with one for long
Kintu had ...

One Liners6,7,8,9,10

...1. How can we wear jeans to cover our skin, if our skin is made of genes?

2. If football is played with the hands is handball played with the feet?

3. Poetry and Gymnastics are holding hands be...

Another Summer In Nyc

...I am reminded of songs by the Beach Boys 
who sang of idyllic   summers 
The city beaches are with 
lifeguards to protect those in danger 
The asphalt homeland 
is filled with tourists 
and I also no...

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