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Haiku
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Volleybelles body
Sport storming goddess
So gorgeous beauty.
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Free verse
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Politics
If Horse Racing
Be the Sport of King's
Then Politics
Be the Sport of Asshole's
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Haiku
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If you make fun of Him, then you make fun of me, that is a Blood Sport.
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Monoku
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The sore winner, bested by a gracious defeat.
22/12/18
Winners And Losers Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Silent One
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Kimo
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she gave without first asking if she may
took the sport right out of it
he yearned for the challenge
AP: 1st place 2021
Submitted on March 3, 2018
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Limerick
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O' me favorite sport must be drinkin.'
That's the way that God made me I'm thinkin.'
For it seems without fail,
If I start quaffin' ale,
That the landlord will send me home stinkin.'
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Limerick
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Sunshine hunting, it's my life's quest
Whether friendship or love, attack it with zest
Life's very short
Kinda like sport
Win or lose, you can still come out the best!!!
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Verse
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Sport
Sport is a spice for life that sets ablaze to hit on perfect sixes and fours.
Written Dec 9th, 2015
For contest "One liner four"
Sponsor- Silent one
Awarded 2nd place win
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Senryu
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He’s finally free,
With his mate riding horseback.
Leaves prints in the sand.
Plans to change his world,
Now dominated by apes,
Do not kill for sport.
He then sees the past,
Fallen Lady Liberty,
Unveils man’s future.
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Light Verse
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The scent of game
A trail is plain
With moon on high to guide us
The chase is short
It’s never sport
And food devoured revives us
Through fields and streams
Wolf calls warm breeze
We’ll run on till morning shall find us
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Free verse
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Mother of the Deer
Barbie Matriarchs
Hunter stalker
Caught in sights of rifle shot
For sport and meat
Sorry my Dear
This is what people do
Like Jan the wise lady said
Survival of the fittest
Not the prettiest
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Free verse
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Beauty regimes at my age are enough to
Overwhelm most passionate fashionistas
I’ll just sport a big smile as big as can be
And hope for the best
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
Submitted on February 7, 2019 for contest SAPPHIC STANZA WITH A JUX sponsored by CRAIG CORNISH
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Rhyme
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Some purport
That I am short
And herein is
My full retort –
A person’s height
Is always right
And most won’t cotton
To a slight.
So be a sport
And please support
The tall, the average
Or the short.
But overall,
I’d not choose tall –
They must hit harder
When they fall!
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Rhyme
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Hey, diddle, diddle,
what’s that in the middle?
A girl doesn't have
something there.
The only retort
to this travesty, sport:
testosterone levels
are "fair"!
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for the u Choose Poetry Contest
sponsored by Anthony Biaanco
subject: MEN in Women's athletics
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I do not know?
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The woman that I am makes me by position supposedly into a man.
The hand that I take is male.
Sport is for the doing of it, not for the fastest times.
Born a male means being born with the need to think and accept, whereas being born female means being born with the need to act.
Carers are far too often female.
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Diminished Hexaverse
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Another blissful day in the darkness
Forced to be here against our wishes
Dragged into your chosen nightmare of happiness
Blinded by my heartfelt kisses
I guess it was fun for you when I didn't know
Juggling became your sport
You never thought you would get caught
On that day,Everything you stood for be came Naught
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Rhyme
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Nothing is so beautiful
as equestrian events,
watching graceful horses,
while droppings add their scents.
For true equine lovers,
there is such a thrill
in the coordination of
a well-performed quadrille.
This is one Olympic sport,
where both he and she compete.
Jumping fences or dressage;
they're equal at the meet.
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Monorhyme
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That deeper sleep
Oh, Lord you keep,
the glories row
was Thy bestow!
You fowled the sport
of vane retort
that I but perish
without Hope!
Oh Resurrection
not reject
the God of Glory
to report ~
This vision grant
I so repent
eternal praising
promise meant!
With a loud clap
like thunder's rap
will wake and rise
from passing's nap!
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Cinquain
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A Modern Cinquain
~Baseball~
Sport
Fun, challenge
Swinging, running, fielding
Fantastic, afternoon, family, joy
Exhilarating
June 3, 2020
9am PST
Poem # 1,216
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Acrostic
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S- Sport of moving on skis as a recreation
K- Kind of Nordic and Alpine in race motion
I- Illumine the action of roving over snow
I- Ignite the fire of adventure in racer’s vow
N- Now it’s a popular game in wintry countries
G-Gladly come to play to live with elated peace
- January 19, 2023
Skiing Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Julia Ward
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Rhyme
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Is it Really Sport?
Pitted and marked, scarred for life,
A Sportsman, Boxer, punched by knife.
Brutal the battle to knock his man down,
Broken features for belt and crown.
Commentator’s cliché, blood sweat and tear,
Blooded and bruised, year upon year.
A good-looking lad, till he started this game,
Permanent damage, but wealth and fame.
Is it really sport?
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Rhyme
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My teeth have gotten crooked.
My eyes sport puffy bags.
My lashes lost their lushness
And my neck, once taut, now sags.
My wrinkles now have cousins
Come to line my washed-out skin,
But it isn’t any mirror that
Reveals the shape I’m in.
For that white-haired older lady,
Peering back across the room,
Is the way the whole world sees me
When I’m on the screen on Zoom.
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I do not know?
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Helping the warriors of the sport,
Gleaming in high spirits even when their team is down,
Their call and dance rallies the crowd.
They are the leaders of the fans,
But they are so much more.
Their agility and dancing bring hope to the worried team.
They train like warriors on the field,
They are athletes themselves,
They are the messengers of the fans to say,
"We believe in you."
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Prose Poetry
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To a Love Angler
You threw out a baited line
and hooked
my heart;
Reeling me in, you promised
we would
never part.
That was such a long, long
time
ago:
Today, I just meander the river of life
and go
with the flow.
Was it just for sport that you threw me back;
or was it because of me
being just too black?
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Free verse
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Spirit of Sport
It was that one day
Where the team can't play
Then you join
To score a point
You start to celebrate
But then you just get baked
But then the game changes
U join the game
And loose all the shame
U dont earn the fame
Although it can be tamed
Then move your foot
And be able to shoot
You tame the fame
And win the game
Don't think of it
Just do it.
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