Sport Prose Poetry Poems

I missed out on the movie star
but I met an American hero.
Oh how humble the paratrooper of yesteryear.
When I thanked him for his service, he...

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For most animals of the wild,  life is all about the next meal and raising their young. For a few horses, it's a sport,...

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Correct English
Impeccable grammar
Polite manners
How can you beat this package?

Responsible
Respectful
Kind
Cooperative
Empathetic
A great sport

A total leadership package
Ready to unleash into the world
If you live in another country you...

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Road Kill

We all have done it & noticed it
Yet only a few of us admit it
We run right in front of a lively squirrel
Then we...

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Out in the country, far from the town, 
a three legged hen was pecking the ground. 
Cows in the pasture walked one by one 
to...

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I've missed watching most clouds floating past
during this life,
probably better as a spectator sport
than an insider's game.

I've missed most summer-fertile ferries
available in my life.
Usually watching...

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If true, as anthropologists report
hide-and-seek entertains children of all languages
and cultural sport
throughout all humanity's extended family history.
Might hiding-seeking ubiquitously regenerate among children
as among haunted-hunting adults?

Gathering...

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The Great Race   June 6,2015

Dress is unimportant.
At least today.
I can arrive at the local bar and grill 
in old gardening jeans and t-shirt.

We'll...

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To a Love Angler

You threw out a baited line
     and hooked
          my...

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From childhood it was a world of two...you and I...
I leaned lightly, leisurely against your heart and you let me in.

We were five I use...

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IF GOD GIVES UP ON US

Open season
the games have begun
We be target practice
Shoot randomly
no penalty

Kill at will
...if you will
Lives don't
matter to the people
you're chanting to

Kill...

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Summer Memories
Summer Realities

This, the first day of summer, two thousand and two, finds me,
slipping back into what once was my desire, my need, my reality.
This...

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Dedicated to my mother who, in my youth, I did not fully understand.. 


I wish my callings be sweet to thee; 
Abate not Oh lady...

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Focus means everything!!!....  


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First breath, dry and new, then too cry with sound, also new. Curious beginning. 
Venture forth through blindness of color, handicaps surrender to teachings via...

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