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Oilers Poems - Poems about Oilers


Calvin’s Heart Beats Orange and Blue
...In Edmonton’s chill, where the faithful stand, Calvin cheers loud with a firebrand. From Gretzky’s grace to Messier’s might, He’s lived and breathed each game night. He knows the legends—Kurri,......

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Categories: oilers, celebration, hockey,
Form: Rhyme
Canucks
...Hearts shattered Open ice Friendly smiles Competitions vice A tie, they say A game well loved How can we win When peace is the ideal above We slaughter them humanely We butcher them hal......

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Categories: oilers, animal, fun, hockey,
Form: Free verse



Brain Drain
...Wearing dinosaur boots blundering through the city lights of a brain high on low energy. Being a concrete Tarzan bending only to crumble at the waist while within me a jungly place rains rip......

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Categories: oilers, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Champions Hold Their Heads High
...Coach Carter: "Basketball is a privilege." Learning self-respect is a key to being better and achieving more. Sport makes a huge difference for people around the world, especially our younger gene......

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Categories: oilers, children, education, encouraging, growing
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Ode To Wayne Gretzy
...Ode To Wayne Gretzky We all carry the same genes and look how different we turn out; I honed my skills to playing hockey and look how far I’ve come. *** Note...

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Categories: oilers, hero, hockey, perspective, sports,
Form: Epigram



Coquihalla Holiday
...Loaded up and gassed Got a four-day pass Ramblin' in the Rockies ...Coquihalla holiday Crested o’er the pass Hope the brakes’ll last Needle Peak behind me ...Coquihalla holiday Driver’s t......

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Categories: oilers, horse, nature, vacation, word
Form: Rhyme
Daddy, Are You Sleeping
...Daddy, Are You Sleeping? Long car rides, or late night movies. Piggyback rides down our long hallway, then, you to pour me into bed. Daddy, are you sleeping? Newspaper glued to a thin, stick f......

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Categories: oilers, bereavement, faith, father, goodbye,
Form: Free verse
How I Remember Maine
...a vulgar morning unveiling the naked fragrance of sun-burnt dog turds. It came to me, played tunes on the cords in my nostrils until my left eye caught them hiding ......

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Categories: oilers, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Narrative

Book: Reflection on the Important Things