As a seventeen year old competitive swimmer,
the other swimmer I looked up to was Mark Spitz,
he was a multiple gold medal winner,
a wonder in the water, a swimming blitz.
I had Olympic dreams,
my element was the aquatic,
but life took me in another direction, it seemed,
the lure of going to practices seemed less exotic.
How I loved the smell of the pool chlorine,
I sliced through the water as if a dolphin,
I so cherished the marine,
but other obligations needed to fit in.
The working world was calling,
and aspiring for the Game's gold had to
be retired,
but I was elated Mark had world records
falling,
and I still feel inspired.
As another Summer Olympics comes to
a close,
I'm proud of the athletes who devote their
time and sweat to their sport,
and I surely suppose,
I'll always treasure my long ago youth
in New York. ~
Let's all celebrate
Motivate and innovate
Let's all have incredible fun
The one that will last more than a lifetime
Every four years, it is that time
Again and again, let's us sprint, jump, run
Like happy rabbits, like flying cheetahs
Let's us enjoy all sports and the hoopla
Let's witness and win the gold medals
Many records will be broken
It is about doing our best and to have fun
Let's bring the torch, the flowers and the petals
Let's bring the doves, the love and the sandals
These are the Olympics, let's unite forever
And laugh all the way to the river
The bikers are coming, the rowers are here
Let's have the party of the century
Let's watch the volleyball players
Invite the drunkards and the smokers
Who are already sadly out of breath
Let's pray that they don't see an early death
Let's win the medals
And decorate the stadiums with lights and petals
May the world remain beautiful
Where there are no weak losers, only strong winners
May the world remain peaceful and wonderful
Where there are no lousy losers, only lovely winners.
Copyright © July 2012, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved
Hébert Logerie is the author of several books of poetry.
The understanding race
Much competition to face
The disappointing loss
Frustrations tou must toss
The skaters dance
The underdogs chance
The pressure of perfection
The judge's selection
The winner's adulation
Stands for a nation
The cheering crowd
Grows ever loud
A skiers mistake
Acceptance one has to make
The pair skates
The hand shakes
How beautiful they glide
How nervous inside
Olympic games
Nations united
fair play... all is joy,
peaceful sights...
Royal gifts offered,
gold,
silver,
bronze...
Equivalent to
Aurum,
incense
myrrh
of Three Magi... !
The Lord God Almighty "Marvels" at "The Human bodies"and many other bodies of flesh that he has created. We "Marvel" at them too! The Olympic Games helps to bring "Equality to Man and Woman"!!! We see these great bodies of "Human Kind" with determination in their minds to win ! We see the physical bodies ,and we see the "Spirit" that lives within "Women and Men"who have a determination to win! Racism must end,as "The Olympic Games Begin:Racism has always been a looser,and this mental illness must end!! We "human being "LOVE TO WIN"! Love is a "Perpetual Proof" that something good and "Earnest,"and "Eternal" is "Meant For Us"! Love is "Real" just like "Flesh and Blood",and is the "Bliss that we search for in "Life"that is being given to us if we will receive it to keep us alive in"Time and Progression".
Celebrating Glory Of The Ancient Olympic Games
Gifted verse from copper-clad rays of sunshine's gleaming mirth
Odes from an era, men competed measuring their worth
Olympic contests, arenas full of cheering faces
fame and glory given winners of marathon races
prowess of those Greek athletes brave, strong and so very bold
winners's adulation, worth far more than their weight in gold!
Robert J. Lindley, 4-08-2020
Rhyme,
How lucky I, to have the time
To watch Olympics all the day.
I have not written one small rhyme
For fear I’ll miss some of the play.
To watch Olympics all the day
Means I don’t get my housework done
For fear I’ll miss some of the play.
In Rio town its rain or sun.
I don’t get my housework done
My favorite has lost the race.
In Rio town its rain or sun.
There’s disappointment on his face.
My favorite has lost the race
I haven’t written one small rhyme.
There’s disappointment on his face.
How lucky I, to have the time.
The Olympics is where the worlds best,
athletes get together,
for the ultimate test.
Sixteen days, where young and old,
watch the contestants striving,
to gain a medal of gold.
All races, colours, and creeds, together as one,
forgetting all national differences,
by participating, and having fun.
~Tango~
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