Long Lacrosse Poems

The Game of Hockey 

By Government decree, lacrosse
Is Canada’s national sport,
But in the hearts and minds of Canadians,
Hockey rules supreme.
Hockey is a winter sport enjoyed by Canadians since 1875,
When the game was first played, on...

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I.

Espy, distinguish divinely made lively, lovely Trees
He or she, inhales carbon dioxide, then breathes
out for us humans, life given clean oxygen
Stout roots run deep, holding God's earth
Also, with you we were taught our first lesson

II.

Animals...

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When do we stop believing that we could become anything?

Remember the time in third grade when Mrs. Anderson asked us what we wanted to be when we had grown up?

How Susie said she wanted to...

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I remember you kissed me inside and out
Against he confines of a foreign couch
Drag your finger along my jaw line here
I love you so much. I feel like i'm going to get sick
I look around...

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RITUAL

The anthropology professor
said Iroquois ways were a fading reflection, 
a cultural trace of a poetic narrative of indigenous
wisdom, tribal traditions that marry the spirit of
a primitive people to enduring kinship with the
earth and the sky

The...

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The day’s hot-the wind like a convection oven
Blows hot air in our faces.
My cap and gown insulates me
Baking me like a potato wrapped in aluminum foil
I desperately fan myself and look around
My eyes search for...

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Whether working wallabies would weave waved warm wafers or whether wallpaper would wear walls is two times a question really. It is rational to assume that an ass jacket would dart over a yak and...

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What good memories living with our parents and grandparents Dr.Wolf and Dr.Erika,
My sons Kirk and Erik and my younger sister Antje and I all lived together in the beautiful house.

My sons signed up for soccer,...

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Ode to Chores
By Brenda Kahn

When the Good Lord
In his wisdom, Hark!
Said “Separate
the light from dark.”

He surely didn’t
See that time
Would be a scarce
Resource to find

I throw my clothes-wash
In by person
Lest my crazed
Schedule worsen

If I did dark
Then...

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Happy Birthday to you, my dear sister.
You were just a little dolll when you were photographed with your uncle Walter..

I have seen you grow into a beautiful young woman,
Do you remember the days at our...

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Decision making is an art
To make the right choice at the start
But now the robots have become the one
To find the truth begun and won

ChatGPT will write a student’s essay
Or a rousing speech to be...

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A weapon based affiliation is neither  a cat cavern or a divided field. Marshals could be described as marshmallows as they are often rounded mush balls. Often a cape is found staring at a...

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My Profound Thousandth Poem

Dedicated to England and also 
world renown poet Terry Cooper.

England is exciting place to be
Will enjoy it in every opportunity
People of pageantry are such a site
Forty in Round Table and were a...

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You may feel about the planet what
you feel about a great baseball team or band:
that once there was a moment when, unknown
to us at the time, we convened
and lost and found ourselves in what we...

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the little old man
said i think i can
climb a big ole mountain
but then again on the other hand
ski diving seems like titan
or maybe i could tight rope walk
over the Grand Canyon
fall to my death i...

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Taken from an oak tree
Carved into a perfect circle
The first time ever thrown into the air
Caught, Cradled, Dropped
Scooped, Cradled, Passed, Caught, Dropped,
Scooped, Dropped
Scooped, Passed, Caught, Shot

An arrow pierces me
My fur stuffed into a spherical pelt...

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Here is my next sports rap poem. Jim

Round of Applause

Already now I must admit
What is it we have to hit?
How about homer with baseball
Not strike three they did call.

Why fool around and always fret
Should kick...

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LORE OF LACROSSE

he plucks the eagle’s feathers
tucks them in his patient’s hair

cayuga’s legs and arms take flight
his eyes behold the heaven’s bright

a powerful bolt of lightening never rests
tossed to and fro with kindred brothers

seven men...

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In the depths of a New York winter 
I am waiting for the baseball  season to start 
My old man was a New York Giants fan 
Even though he lived in Brooklyn
The Mets didn't...

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