Hockey Poems | Examples of Hockey Poetry

They're pagans on ice with wood sticks And maximum pain each inflicts But Saint Patrick knows God prefers trios Like three-leaf shamrocks and hat tricks...Read the rest...

Sensor on a relay, really? These Brand-New cars, aren't very easy. It's like playin Parcheesi, with old fartin sneezy. Yeah, these brand-new cars, sure, aren't very easy....Read the rest...

Play as you wish There are no boundaries Taste me eat me I am your dish Do as you wish There are no boundaries... Note.Johny Boy use me as a toy......Read the rest...

My son draws images On a scroll-like object Storyboarding At the age of five He is learning that time is linear When it isn't He loves his watch How it lights up Slowly he is learning Routine The phases of the...Read the rest...

Democracy,.... When we cease To be a democracy By extension, We cease to be a dream Muffled in the seeds Of division and muddled In abstention in acumination ...Read the rest...

BELIEVE DON’T BROKE BELIEVE DON’T ANY BODY LEAVE TAKE CARE WITH BELIEVE DO BELIEVE, DON’T LEAVE COME ON FORM WITH INFORM DON’T LEAVE WITHOUT INFORM KEEP BELIEVE WITHOUT REASON DON’T LEAVE WITHOUT REASON REASON CAN CHANGE BUT BELIEVE CAN’T CHANGE WITHOUT RELATION NO CONTACT NO CONTACT MAKE...Read the rest...

Ode To Wayne Gretzky We all carry the same genes and look how different we turn out; I honed my skills to playing hockey and look how far I’ve come. ...Read the rest...

my ice covered lake skating~hockey~ice fishing fun for young and old Date Written: 1/16/2022 howmanysyllables.com 6 Place Winter HaikuContest Judged: 1/17/2022   Sponsored by: Tania Kitchin...Read the rest...

if i ever wanted to start over, where would i go: - i return to the balcony on patrice lumumba street, on the third floor, i see two ruins around our souls, modern talking, brother louie is playing, i...Read the rest...

Orange and oil The old man smells odd like burnt wires Black & cryptic desires oranges and oil! Static erupts like infinite fire. Noise white grows in volume, even higher. oranges and oil... Oxygen runs onyx tubes lighter. The old man is a...Read the rest...

In my hometown as a wee child. It felt like I had walked several a mile. To a place where I always had fun. Where my passion for hockey had begun. Every Friday night we would sit and cheer. Hockey...Read the rest...

Taking Canada's Game To The World Gladiators on ice, Taking Canada’s game to the World. A nation’s heroes at war: From Vancouver Island to Newfoundland, And from Tuktoyaktuk to Iqaluit, And places in-between! Canada’s team, who will it be? (P.S.) I say, “Go...Read the rest...

My thumb crushes the soft clay, pushing a single fingerprint into the malleable surface. I take the clay into my hands, rolling it into a ball, methodically wiping the surface with water. I jam my thumb down...Read the rest...

Dad, I loved it when you showed me how to hammer in a nail. The many times at the lake you carried my shovel and my pail. When you taught me how to hold a hockey stick. Shooting the...Read the rest...

We called ourselves the Heptcats known on the ice as rink rats Thomas, Don, Stephen, and me and the Gardner bothers three, Clark, Andrew, and Little Joe to the arena, we’d all go and shinny till supper’s call. By high school, shinny...Read the rest...