The Knicks parade was on TV
And that was close enough for me.
I cannot even blame my age;
I’ve hated crowds at any stage.
Yet for the celebrants, most young,
They loved it all, to be among
Their fellow fans, all there to cheer
Their favorite moment of the year.
To see their heroes and unite,
No politics, which might incite
Divisiveness, so very wrong
When fans all seem to get along.
The festive spirit will not last,
For from examples in the past,
We know it isn’t “if” but “when”
Hostilities will rise again.
Knicks ~ clicked
Spurs ~ licked
Brunson ~ top gun
Wemby ~ all done
I’m in a slight poetic fix,
For surely it’s expected
That I will write about the Knicks
Or else be disrespected.
See, for me, this team is local
So my loyalty is due,
Though no cheering, loud and vocal,
From my voice will come on through.
I’ll watch tennis games for hours
And some baseball here and there,
But it’s not within my powers,
Citing basketball, to care.
Still, to hear a drought has ended,
Fifty-three long years of thirst,
Revelry must be extended
As that pent-up joy’s dispersed.
New York City’s set and ready
For the ticker-tape parade
And the sky will rain confetti,
All poetic doubts to fade.
The Knicks brought us all a delight
It proved NY sports fans were right
But with UFC
Where it should not be
We see that D.T.’s not too bright
KNICKS TWENTY NINE DOWN
MY GOODNESS THEY WENT TO TOWN
ONE GAME FROM THE CROWN
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
The sun is
shining red as it
descends from the heavens
Outside my window I
see its brilliant light
This city is
where the fate of
man is forged
This city is the hope
for humankind
The musical, theatrical, film
and poetic performances
Can leave one breathless
We have the NY Giants and Jets in football
The Mets and Yankees in baseball
The Knicks and Nets in basketball
In this city one
need never be bored
On the dark side
are desperate men
and women lying on the street and
combing the subways for food
We need to open our hearts
And New Yorkers do have hearts
The red sun is beginning
to set beneath the clouds
This magical city
comes alive at night
Its millions of inhabitants
form the backbone
Of this great - greater than ever
metoropolis
it was Christmas Day
at Madison Square Garden
when Celtics played Knicks
A tennis player loses
And they say he’s been upset.
Well, naturally, I understand
Upset is what he’d get.
This term is never utilized
In any other sport.
At least, I’ve never heard it
In the sporting-news report.
“The Yankees were upset tonight,”
Implies they were in tears.
“The Knicks were so upset, they sobbed
In consolation beers.”
You’d never hear The Giants
Or the Cowboys got upset,
Yet tennis players publicly
Get linked with their regret.
I wonder how this word, so sad,
Became the one they use.
Would tennis players rather
Be upset or just plain lose?
Her satin pants and bra kept slipping
she was forever at them hauling
her knicks around her ankles
her face as red as bangles
as at them she kept on tugging
written 04/26/2015
Contest: Limerick sponsor Jan
I live in the city that never sleeps
Time square lights shine
While the sun creeps.
Homeless men rush to the big tin can
Of left over meals
Teens vamp through the night,
No sleeping pills.
My fellow citizens
Shop so late
Club stays open in Brooklyn
Way past eight.
Catch a ferry to Staten Island
Or a nice boat ride in Manhattan
A Broadway musical
Staring Jasmine and Aladdin.
A Yankees game in the Bronx
On a nice sunny day
Mr. Softie drives by
While all the kids play.
A booster on the street
Selling expensive bags for cheap
And Knock off shoes
While he watch out for police.
Knicks game at Madison square garden
Carmelo Anthony hits 30 points
A Rikers island bus
Releasing inmates from the joint.
New York City is my city,
The city everyone wants to meet.
It stays awake as the sun creeps
My city never sleeps.
Earl the Pearl Monroe played basketball
he played guard being five foot three tall
he had great moves on the court
was a businessman off court
in childhood best friend was Knicks fan
he played and he had the best plan
back then Calvin Murphy was I
then after losing don’t ask why
because Earl the Pearl was won again
later in life I finally win
3/18/2013
My first tricycle should have been built for two
My baby sister jumped on the back
Down through the woods we zoomed
Running into a tree, I scraped my knee
Across the handle bars she flew
My beautiful tricycle could not be fixed
The cuts and scrapes were only small knicks
We never rode a tricycle again
But me and my sister
Are forever best friends
On July first
There was a lockout
Players couldn't play
It almost knocked me out
Games got canceled so I couldn't see
The New York Knicks play on TV
But how did it happen?
Do you really know?
I will tell you everything
That you want to know
First it started with people getting greedy
That's why the deal is not 50-50
Its both the players and owners fault
It should have been 50-50
From the start
Never should have been 57-43
In favor of the players was chosen dumbly
But now there is a new CBA
BRI is 51-49 to this day
And now the season starts on Christmas day
Now you have heard what I have to say
It started on Christmas
That's checked off my wish list
Now it is a lot of fun
The NBA is not done
66 game season
That’s a reason
To give all you got
And to take the open shot
There were games on Christmas
You didn't want to miss this
I got to see the Knicks
Plus Carmelo's new kicks
There were a lot of cheers
Six days from New Years
New year of basketball
All teams will have to fall
It is all the same
It is not a new game
But no teams are locked in
For playoff contention
But who will get there?
30 teams are in the air
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