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So i had this dream,
I think it was a dream:
My lonely sole treading
the path of the air,
Through the rolling container.
My feet measuring the path
Of Washington,
dazed by her beauty,startled
by her regalia.
My eyes seduced by the
Beauty of her physiognomy.
The tiled road tensed with glory-
Even with her sister-Michigan.
My heart was elated like
an electrocuted toy who
hopped for joy while betrothed
to the striving electricity.
I closed my eyes for secs,
Open it a bit through the specs.
Thought it was a nightmare-
Maybe one of the lies the dreams spare.
But nay it was a raw truth,
A truth unmissed with alcohol-
Stance like the undauted rock,
Looking indifferently steady like a moor.
So at last i'm here,
Even America is now my peer.
What i'd longed for months,
Just entered through my door when hope was lost.
Now my joy's fulfilled,
Into the pitch now to be fulfilled.
Americans?
An Hero is here.
Washington, Lions_den is here.
For some to tear while some to care.
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Form:
Kadeena was born on 10 March 1991,
And competed in non-disabled sports,
Until 2014 when she was diagnosed,
With Multiple Sclerosis which swayed.
She was a sprinter, including the 60m,
To set a WR of 11.97secs in the 100,
So changed to para-sports very fine -
To T37 sprinting and C2 track cycling.
On the approach to Rio she posted,
For the 100m a WR of 13.59 secs,
And then beat Georgina Hermitage,
Who came 2nd, by running 13.67.
So for Rio she was reclassified,
As a T38 runner, and for the T38
400m she won the gold medal,
And for the T35-38 relay, a silver.
She won bronze in the T38 100m,
And in that golden 400 set a WR -
Also competing in para-cycling,
She took the gold for the WR trial.
She was definitely a star at Rio,
And so was selected by Team GB,
To carry the Union Jack upright,
The night of the closing ceremony.
Let me tell it one more time,
When one more chance I see your smile.
That days and months when you were gone.
My life was so emptied , no secs I didn't cry.
My heart is bleeding, can barely beat.
Since you've left me here in empty space.
But when I see you again,I'll tell you this.
I love each day we were laughing,
When we argue and fall asleep, crossed-legs.
I love it when you brush my hair with those fingertips.
Down to my neck, a gently softest kiss.
Then we both lie barely naked wrapped with wild embrace.
I remember one day beside the beach.
You put a ring in my finger, and teardrops fell down my cheeks.
You're the sweetest person at that moment ,
Then you knelt down and took my hand.
I wore the promise of endless love,I believed in forever.
One rainy night , we argued too bad.
You left and ride in your car ,the last time I saw my guy.
When I woke up in the morning, I almost have to die.
I see your face in every news, you're such a superstar.
Wish that I could see you again, for once.
To tell you , I love you ,that forever you're mine.
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‘I love you’ she softly whispered.
Her hand lay limply in mine.
Then, she left in silence as the evening turned into night.
She left me alone with heartbreak.
There was no point of return.
Then, she crossed the water as the evening turned into night.
Since then I have lived with my sadness...the ache of longing won’t cease.
I belong to the darkness; the wind has lost its voice.
Memories....
Tears welled up...
Her hand lay limply in mine.
Then, she left in silence as the evening turned into night.
She left me alone with heartbreak.
There was no point of return.
Then, she crossed the water as the evening turned into night.
Since then I have lived with my sadness...the ache of longing won’t cease.
I belong to the darkness; the wind has lost its voice.
Memories....
Tears welled up...
There was no point of return.
Slowly she departed, mist enshrouded, slipped out of sight.
Then, she crossed the water as the evening turned into night.
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Contest Form G or NA
Sponsor: Broken Wings
Placed 3rd
Contest: The Poet and I
Sponsor: Mystic Rose
© 24th January 2017
Oliver is the cox of the LTA mixed cox four team,
And graduated from Warwick Uni in Philosophy,
Where he started rowing at once in his first year,
Soon to become the cox of lively rhythmic orality.
After graduating, in his time in the summer holidays,
Oliver decided to improve his coxing skill and voice,
So he worked with different rowers and coaches,
At Lancaster Uni and Southhampton Uni of choice.
He then moved onto the hip Leander rowing club,
Which is in Berkshire and stands olympic famous,
And Paralympic famous, where he was coach paired,
With Brian Armstrong and Chris Collerton ramose.
Leander got him into the rich international scene,
Where he raced with the Paralympic team as new,
And from that first row he’s never looked backwards
As he’s collected a string of medals for his mouth, rue.
In 2014 in Amsterdam, the Nethherlands, the Worlds,
He secured his team a gold on the rippled waters,
And 2015, Alguebelette, France, another World lung,
He coxed his para-team to another gold as otters.
Then in Varese city, Italy, he won the team the gold,
Also in 2015, and so Rio’s gold consequently came,
Without surprise or shock in a time of 3.17.17 mins,
Just 1.26 secs short on WR, Lago Rodrigo lake fame.
When Tom was ten he was told,
To give up swimming, outrightly,
‘Cos it would get him nowhere,
But at 12 he swam the Channel.
He has an intellectual disability,
And is in the new class of S14,
Which he embraced 14 aged,
To join the ParalympicGB team.
Commonwealths were his debut,
Glasgow 2014, Tom won bronze,
For the 200m, the freestyle event,
To make quite an entry splash.
And still in Glasgow, the Worlds,
2015, for Tom another bronze,
In the 200 metres freestyle again,
Which he did celebrate totally.
Then 2016 and the Euro Champs,
Took him onto Rio 2016 in Brazil,
Because he secured two medals,
A gold, a bronze: individual, free.
In Rio Tom hit a high silver note,
To take a second placement fair,
In the men’s 100 metres freestyle,
With a time of 1:56:58 minutes.
He comes from Rawtenstall town,
Which is in hilly Lancashire county,
In the furnished Rossendale Valley,
And has set three British records.
54.79 secs for the 100m freestyle,
1.57.27 mins for freestyle 200m,
And in the 200 individual medley,
2.15.65 minutes: all UK records.
Richard is a wheelchair sprinter,
Also a middle distance competitor,
Who sometimes races along side,
David Weir, so he’s had it hard.
He was born on the 11th November,
In the disco year of 1981, England,
With spina bifida, and trains strong,
At the Harlow Athletic Club busy.
At the BT Paralympic World Cup,
In London in 2012 he won the gold,
And then that same year, Emirates,
Sharjah in the Persian Gulf, T54
Richard, at the close International
Open Athletics Meeting, a bronze.
He’s No. 1 in the UK in his class,
In the 100m, and also in the 200m.
In Grossetto in Italy, in year 2016,
Which held the IPC Europeans,
He collected 3 silvers and 1 gold,
In the 100, 400, 800m, and 200m.
But sadly at Rio he did miss out,
On a medal position, came forth,
When he won a time of 47.17 secs,
Because of wheelchair problems.
He only came short by 0.10 secs,
Came behind China’s Yan Liu,
Tunisia’s Yassine Gharbi quick,
And Holland’s Kenny Weeghel.
He made up much, lots of ground,
On the final bend, he pushed hard,
To finish with his head held high,
And absolutely nothing to regret.
This man loves Newcastle United football club,
And has overcome Graves’ disease thyroidal,
By having an op to remove that deathly snub,
Of his prowess in the swimming pool brutal.
He won a bronze in the 100 metres freestyle,
At the British Swimming Championships 2012,
Then at the UK championships international,
Those for disabled people, he won in the youth.
He also took gold there, in the 50m men’s youth,
In 29.95 secs, and in the men’s open 400 metres,
He won bronze. At the London Paras the truth,
Is he was Britain’s youngest gold medalist, cheers!
He was the North East’s own sports personality,
And won the MBE in 2013. CP is his condition,
And he’s gone from being an S7 by true nobility,
To being a category S8, by his rugged dedication.
My Pop/Rock Experience
It gives me chills,
Energises and excites;
Pumps my heart,
Faster than a 180 dart.
Pop/rock makes rock civil,
Something within reason,
Whilst keeping that same power,
Found in rock hour.
One Direction pull me through,
Long days and gloomy times,
And the rudeness of Pink,
Lets what’s bad in me mime.
JLS let me bounce in song,
With their harmonisations strong;
5 Secs of Summer jump to meet,
My thirst for life, it’s me they greet.
With poetic lyrics and denim jeans,
It is about reality that most of them scream;
For good or happy days, either they'll do,
When you can think that they've sung for you!
Ryan has been plagued with illness,
So took a swimming break in 2014,
But managed to be selected for Rio,
Where he made the finals freestyle.
He possesses mild Cerebral Palsy,
Which affects his right side and foot,
And after on this foot an operation,
For rehabilitation he did swimming.
He’s swum since he was five years,
And when he was eleven he raced,
For the Dovercourt Swimming Club,
To progress to race nationally, UK.
Someone spotted him aged eleven,
And coach Dave Champion taught,
To him the freestyle and backstroke,
Also the butterfly - he swims the S9.
At an International Meet, chilly April,
2016, Ryan swum the 50m freestyle,
In the qualification time for the Paras,
In the finals, 8th place in 26.76 secs.