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Racetrack Poems - Poems about Racetrack

Premium MemberIn the cold tub, at ten-thirty in the morning, I float like a wreck

...In the cold tub, at ten-thirty in the morning, I float like a wreck after a week of drinking and gambling,
My body trembles, my mind is a dense fog, when suddenly the phone rings like a bell in an e...
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Categories: racetrack, fantasy,
Form: Free verse

The First 30 Days

...Forget the First 48, how ‘bout the first 30 days, smh.

How is it that the House that has ALL the control is so out of control?
How is it that we got an elderly grandfather acting like a kid with ...
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Categories: racetrack, america, anger, change, corruption,
Form: Narrative



Premium MemberChristmas Snow

...“Cats teach us how to enjoy life. They savor every moment, from 
the warm sun on their backs to the joy of a well-played pounce.”
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Categories: racetrack, cat,
Form: Rhyme

Tomorrow

...Far off, it has begun to walk the planet,
first it must be buried in a nearby field,
while flights of dreams migrate
from unrealistic expectations.

Meanwhile,
worms' imperceptivity reshape rea...
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Categories: racetrack, poetry,
Form: Free verse

Premium MemberChild's Play

...They stretched out their arms
Ran with the wind
A circular flight
No beginning – to end

When they came back
Sat down to a snack
Then took a quick spin
Around the racetrack

Onlookers wonde...
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Categories: racetrack, children, nursery rhyme,
Form: Rhyme



Premium MemberSpeeders

...From interstate 
to racetrack 
cars build up their speed 
racing past troopers 
who don't know 
which one to pull over...
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Categories: racetrack, travel,
Form: Free verse

Premium MemberUnique Father

...Maybe we went fishing
Under the country sky
Then maybe we went camping 
Counting stars and fireflies

In the city maybe we played pool
Restored a car, played chess, bowled
Maybe we went to the...
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Categories: racetrack, appreciation,
Form: Rhyme

Blood Waves

...Heated by sun and rock
a mottled snake licks the morning air.
Last night, stones were its eyes,
a blood-chill had frozen the flavor
            and flicker
of tongue and taste.

The daylight i...
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Categories: racetrack, poetry,
Form: Free verse

Cellular Minds Raised From Their Beds

...A push-button blood alarm
scans the receptivity of softly ticking ears.
It is the ever-wakening
never snoozing
internet jungle calling.

Fasting birds as large as velociraptors
insist on being...
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Categories: racetrack, poetry,
Form: Free verse

Premium MemberSeeking Flattery of the Crowd

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Like a deadly drug, it makes us dance
Put our nose in the air, turn our backs .
Craven souls, want another chance.
Walking over friends, we call hacks?

On, yes we sign, love, but ...
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Categories: racetrack, character, poets,
Form: Rhyme

Winner By a Nose

...I was stuck in traffic on the corner of Main and Fourth
Yelling in a loud voice until I became quite hoarse.
Finally, the lanes of motorists started moving forth.
I was headed for the racetrack to...
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Categories: racetrack, horse, race,
Form: Rhyme

Premium MemberChristopher Round-Robin

...*Image of Winnie-the-Pooh Spoon Race by the sponsor.
AUDIO: by Ka'au Crater Boys singing 'House at Pooh Corner' popularized by Kenny Loggins

Christopher Round-Robin

Christophe...
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Categories: racetrack, allegory, animal, celebration, character,
Form: Pantoum

Runner

...Runner 
completes racetrack, 
winning over others 
because constant training denies 
failure....
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Categories: racetrack, life,
Form: Cinquain

Damsel In Distress

...The distressed damsel

A circuitous racetrack...

Sheer Liberation!


- Ansar
2/03/21...
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Categories: racetrack, appreciation, confidence, courage, desire,
Form: Haiku

Number 47

...The antique clock is silent
it ticks and chimes no more.
The old leather satchel, redundant,
hangs idly by the door.

The kitchen table is dormant,
devoid of function or chat,
once the hub of ...
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Categories: racetrack, mystery,
Form: Rhyme

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