Kickoff Poems - Poems about Kickoff

...As the bright colors of the fall darken and the rain and the wind hearken. Drop of leaves from the tree greatly increases while the temperature of the air decreases. And while many days are tem......Read the rest...

...Tomorrow we overslept today kickoff offering me only such big mess as is......Read the rest...

...A daytime in Madrid Gray sky overhead The mist forms rows Eyeing, hesitating As spectators in a field Hovering for kickoff Masses of zealots Shining bands of fans In the style of a roya......Read the rest...

...Priest’s Palette Looking in the mirror over the sun visor of our nine passenger 1959 Ford station wagon, which we really need with six children, Dad says he does not care for Ash Wednesday. ......Read the rest...

...playfully up close and personal tingling joyfully on my skin today warm and toasty the frisky sun behind me wintry months of frost no matter what claims my calendar unofficially it’s the first......Read the rest...

...From the horizon will rise conflicts and progress The later is better than the former in rebuilding The fallen walls of the grand citadel amidst grass To stand anew that tardy root that out shooti......Read the rest...

...Like art, religion is subjective, beauty in eyes of those obliged followers experience aesthetics within their own realms of rapture, differing philosophies kickoff wars amidst myriads of gods......Read the rest...

... If you go to Villa Park You'll be in for a lark. From kickoff the opposition will look on fire But that is because Villa are so dire. The goals go in one two three four By halftime it c......Read the rest...

...was hurt, by someone I love. I was denied, by one I ought to trust. I was crazy, due to his ways of life, which was wrong. I was Casted and blame, all in the name of his faults. I was left in a ......Read the rest...

...heaven knows we need more competition I say we move to hell and give it a makeover we kick out the devil and hang up our “new management under” sign we replace fire and brimstone with never......Read the rest...

...Rattling and clanking Starting after the November thermostat click. I love the smell of the house When my dad would first turn on the furnace For the winter. It is a fungus-growing-on-rotting......Read the rest...

...They have been hiking for a lifetime landing upon harsh rocks and dry land, ragged and torn battered and bruised they are not coming to amuse. Last night I watched the moon as it completes its c......Read the rest...

...Sitting on the clouds I feel like flying Above strawberry fields I feel like crying Some feelings I got Something big is about to happen Blowin over the heirs Just to get to the kickoff ......Read the rest...

...Just because we wish it so, means not that it will pass; this lesson’s one we all must learn in the Gamecock class. Runs my blood, it’s red and black---garnet the deepest hue, any orange is anathema......Read the rest...

...Somewhere along the way, I lost my me. Where did he go? He must be somewhere inside of me. I know he’s in there somewhere; Hiding behind the Dad I became much too early. Or perhaps behind the......Read the rest...