Long Freestyle Poems
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Sophie has been around animals all her life,
‘Cos her dad’s a farmer and she loves horses,
She was born on the 5th day of May in 1990,
With no nerve feeling in her fingers or feet.
Lincoln England graced her and she became,
A grade IV classification Paralympian rider,
Which is for people with less affective disabilities,
Although she has won non-disabled events.
At the Euros in Norway she bagged three golds,
In 2009, and at the Equestrian Worlds in 2010,
She won two more golds: individual, freestyle,
Such that she qualified for 2012’s Paralympics.
There she won gold in the team championship,
And a silver for the championship test grade IV,
And another silver for the very creative freestyle,
So she was given the MBE for equestrianism.
In 2013 at the Euros, Denmark, she won golds,
Three of them, and at 2014’s Worlds, Normandy,
She won one team gold and two more silvers,
For the individual and yet again for the freestyle.
The Euros 2015 in Deauville in France and alas,
Sophie won team gold, two silvers, same events,
So in Rio she boldly claimed the individual gold,
On her horse Valerius who proudly celebrated.
I want you,
not in a symphony of promises,
but in the raw rhythm of now,
each beat a fleeting note,
strumming on the strings of today.
Your smile? A wildfire against the dark,
brief but unforgettable,
scorching the edges of my calm.
I don’t love you, or maybe I don’t yet.
This isn’t a sonnet etched in stone,
but a freestyle verse,
imperfect, raw, and unapologetically real.
Around you, joy pools in moments,
sweet like honey slipping from a tilted jar,
messy, golden, impossible to catch.
I crave intimacy,
not the heavy kind forged for forever,
but a spark that ignites and dances wildly,
a streetlight blazing against the night,
brilliant, and when it fades,
it leaves no regrets.
Tomorrow is a phantom,
a shadow I refuse to chase.
I won’t pretend I can’t live without you,
that’s a lie I won’t tell myself.
I lived before you,
and if there’s an after you,
I will learn to live again.
If you find someone who feels like the sunrise,
I will step aside and let you shine.
But tonight,
be the fractured prism in my sky,
bending light into something magical,
something ours.
Let us be wind and flame,
meeting briefly,
dancing wildly,
until the world decides our time is done.
Loosely attached,
like two leaves on the same stream,
flowing together,
until the current pulls us apart.
No chains, no forever, no myths,
just this moment,
a flash of something beautiful,
here and now.
Now together we can all retreat,
and try a brand new poetic style;
I’m so ready to learn and compete.
Exploring New Orleans Canal street
I want to sit with the Muse a while;
Now together we can all retreat.
Hoping the kitties have inky feet,
my nickname resembles logophile;
I’m so ready to learn and compete.
Cannot wait to feel the inspired heat,
whether it is structured or freestyle;
Now together we can all retreat.
Puurrfect poets write, laugh, repeat!
Let’s form a linguistic cuddle pile,
I’m so ready to learn and compete.
Pens and needles stick me to my seat,
tapestry of prose leaves me on trial;
Now together we can all retreat,
I’m so ready to learn and compete.
Now gather round this here campfire
y'all kind good folk
Sit down get and make yourselves
real comfy and toast a marshmallow
Because this is a Freestyle Hoedown
ain't it all of us here have come to see
and i am about to get this party started
So here's a little ditty im about to spit
if you follow my flow and catch my drift
please feel free to join in and sing along
Hey- Diddle - Dee
Slap a my thigh
Fiddle - Dee- Dee
I'm a simple country boy at heart
not 1 of them city slicker
Who enjoys the simple things and
pleasures of the outdoors life such as
My shack and outhouse I constructed
myself with my own bare hands that
provides me shelter when I am not out
roaming the plains
A cowboy hat tin of beans cup of coffee
whiskey bottle and thick warm blanket
to sleep under the star's at night
I live off the land and anything else I
need it can't provide all I have to do
is take a ride into town I can purchase
from the supplies store
And my mode of transportation I use to
get there is my trusty Mustang of the
four legged type 1 B.H.P under the
hood that comes with a saddle
not 1 of the modern day muscle car variety
You see I'll take my chances all day long
Dancing with these Wild Wolves rather
than the one's on Wall street
Because at least there was some form
of law and a Sheriff in Dodge
Whereas
Wall street is totally and utterly lawless
run by cowboys who have the Sheriff's
and the Judge on their payroll
Who will railroad you straight to jail
choose to throw away the key or
hang you
Music Score provided by
( Deliverance Banjo )
&
( A Fistful of Dollars More )
&
( The Bad & the Downright Ugly )
Lauren is originally a Paralympic swimmer,
But her uncle guided her into the triathlon,
A third of which involves outdoor swimming,
And did her first one in 2011, came second.
Born without a lower right arm, she’s won,
Many a Paralympic, World and Euro title,
And in swimming, 2009, won the Worlds,
In Rio, the 4x100m freestyle relay 34pts.
In that same year in Reykjavik in Iceland,
Lauren won the bronze 400m freestyle S9,
And in Berlin in 2011, at the Euro Champs,
Lauren took freestyle 4x100m relay bronze.
2013, and she scored top gold in Antalya,
Turkey, at the ETU Para-tiathlon Europeans,
Then at the ITU World Champs in London,
Lauren logged down a silver medal proudly.
Then in 2014 at the ETU European Champs,
In Kitzbühel, Austria, Lauren won the gold,
And at the ITU Worlds, Edmonton, Canada,
Lauren took yet another World class title.
In 2015 at the ETU Europeans in Geneva,
She strode to victory with yet another gold,
And at the ITU World Champs in Chicago,
In that same year, yet another fell on her.
2016 and at the ETU Europeans in Lisbon,
Portugal, Lauren collected still another gold,
And so in Rio she triumphed with a silver:
She has a 1st in Psychology, born 18/12/92.
Andrew came in behind Daniel Dias,
Brazil’s most popular swimming star,
Three times at Rio: 2 bronze, 1 silver,
In the 50m butterfly, IM and the back.
He’s from Glasgow, born short limbed,
On the 29th day of November in 1996,
He boasts Mearns Castle High bricks,
And began swimming at seven years.
He benefited well and very truly from,
Scottish Disability Sport competitions,
By way of meets and gala occasions,
Where he scored across the boards.
In Berlin at the Europeans in 2011,
He won bronze for the S5 200m IM,
And also won the silver butterfly pen,
To explode onto the scene with grit.
Montreal in Canada and the Worlds,
In 2013, he secured 2 silver, 1 bronze,
In the back, the IM and the free lawns,
Where he just missed on a gold ace.
In 2014, European Championships,
Which were in Eindhoven in Holland,
Andrew, victory gold thrice did land,
Plus two front crawl freestyle silvers.
2015 and Glasgow’s World contest,
And Andrew won two silver medals,
For freestyle and for the back pedals,
And also won two bronzes, fought.
Then Funchal 2016 came, Portugal,
Which sent Andrew to the Rio Paras,
Because there he won 4 gold medals,
For back, 2 for free and for butterfly.
Alice is only 17 so put her studies on hold,
Of psychology, English literature and art,
To train for the Rio Paras, hard as she could,
In New Milton, in Collegiate’s school pool.
Born with a club foot, she’s had 14 operations,
Which fused her feet and ankles, 90 degrees,
Because she also has deformed lower legs -
So she was classed as a para-swimmer 2010.
In 2014 Alice competed in the Euro Champs,
In Eindhoven which is in the Netherlands,
Where she won a gold 50m freestyle relay,
A silver in the 100m back, a bronze freestyle.
Then the next year Alice went to the Worlds,
IPC, in Glasgow where she won four medals:
A gold 4x100 medley relay, bronze 100m back,
Bronze fly, and a bronze 4x100m free relay.
So in Rio she achieved much, a great success,
Because she won 4x100 medley relay gold,
Also a bronze for the S10 100m backstroke.
She was born on the 31st January in 1999.
Jessica-Jane is best known for London 2012,
When she won the gold in a dramatic finish,
In the swimming 200 metres freestyle event,
In the S14 class, for intellectual disabilities.
She has autism and was born in August 1996,
She was the first S14 swimmer to win a gold.
For her performance at 2012 and charity work,
She was awarded the MBE 2013 for her efforts.
Since 2013 she’s been a Mencap ambassador,
Where she’s raised funds and much awareness,
And she’s also involved in as an ambassador for,
The Norwich City Community Sports Foundation.
In 2013 at the World Champs, Montreal, Canada,
Jessica-Jane won the gold plus a silver, a bronze,
And then in 2014 in Eindhoven in the Netherlands,
She won silver for the free, bronzes back, medley.
At the Worlds 2015, Glasgow, in the back, medley,
Jessica-Jane took two golds, and in the freestyle,
She won the silver, so in the 2016 Euros, Portugal,
Jessica-Jane won one gold free, and two silvers.
But to make it to Rio this champ needed surgery,
‘Cos there was something wrong with her throat.
She got this, and in Rio she won freestyle silver,
Individual medley silver and backstroke bronze.
I'll tell you a story
One many have known
It’s really quite gory
To summon this poem, set the tone
On my own
Freestyle is my pleasure
Words straight from the heart
But to learn is a treasure
To perfect a new art
To get it right from the start
So here I am trying something new
Words slowly being penned
Concentrating soo much, my thoughts set askew
The left column guide, my poems’ only friend
To get this verse right, right up to the end
Now here I am, in the last mile
I hope I’m doing this right
I start to smile
A challenge I took upon first sight
To prove a sword strong, but a pen, pure might
09.03.2022
Quintain (English) Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Emile Pinet
I remember when
love spoken plainly
conveyed all manner
of hidden agendas
hands instead of
tap dancing keys
unlocked
a body of work
stroked skin melting into
sultry deep pink summer satin
caressed with a racing
velvet lipped kiss
smelling the other
hint of warm leather
dived deep
swimming freestyle along
the undulating waves
towards the pulse
at the base of a throat
then, down towards
the place where the
heart beats fluttering
signs read
a welcome
bend in the road,
before heading south
reverse the journey north,
just at that place
where a whisper
can be heard
under the ear,
the hint of freshly
cut silver grass and
dark dark red roses
the tongue becomes thirsty
for life catching
rivulets like rain
running along curves
dipping into the
unexplored
hollows,
but surely
like a fine wine
that has once
come-of-age,
ready to be
poured into it all,
the law of love
offers no
fast and hard rules,
the field
is wide open
the grass
so much greener
there grow
the exotic blue orchids
bending into and over
all those bleeding
dark dark red roses
Candide Diderot. ‘24