Scoreboard Poems - Poems about Scoreboard

No Ego Joe Show

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On every outing…no touting or fostering of pouty louty shouty postering…

No flouting of the definition of classical ebb and flow rendition…

Yet boundaries scouting…Rooty sedition routing th...

Gladiator Games

...The arena is built lie by lie, sobs by sobs.
Names don't matter.
A game is still a game,
called by any other name.

Children with ribs like shattered shields
do not volunteer; they are raised f...

Not being silly is Jamie Smith the new Gilly

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5 down..for just 84..what do you do.. try and survive..shut the door..or instead more hardcore jive...out on the lash  ..go to town..

On his way to 184..borrowed the crown from the real deal sur...

Rooty eclipses Sachin's sun

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Let's toot & salute
Folks our bespoke bloke
Having a hoot..
Bearing fruit loot
English cricketing oak 
Celestial extra terrestrial Groot

Can't be snooty about tutti fruity 
Rooty's booty o...

The Fab Four is no more

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The fab four...not Scouse superstar serenaders..

Stellar constellations of cricketing fascinations...

Connoisseur christened, humdinger harbingers..
 
Listen…whispers of willow wizardry...

Playing the Game

...There is a game we all must play
Without the slightest hope of winning.
It doesn't cease at end of day,
From start to end, it's one long inning.
The game observes no rules, no guidelines,
Though...

DNA

...DNA

“You are not worthy of my love.”
Silent words scorch skin like an invisible flame.
DNA passed down and left to wither,
a family heirloom I don’t dare claim.
A cracked and shattered mirror,...

Saturday Afternoon

...Watching the cricket.
The oval looks great
Home team in green shirts
Visitors in blue
Scoreboard looming large

Sitting to long
Butt getting sore
Bench is to hard
Heading for home

Kitchen...

1960

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Johnny Cash gives it away for free,
John K says he would like to be Prez.
Richard Nixon will run against him,
so the republican party says.

Lamar Cox gets 44th KO,
‘The Stilt’ scores 58 in o...

Life Threw One Inconvenience At Me and Now I Live In a Treehouse

...You're like the moon, with all your cathartic phases 
And I'm like the stars 
if each one was a mental cliff I lost my grip on;
There's just too many to count from the ground

Im watching paint ...

Tennis Love

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Two sets
  Apiece
To each player
And this is the
    Final set... 
What a contest! 
Both the players
Fighting to win
   The match
     Is equal
The scoreboard
          6-6
And we e...

Doubted Than Shouted and Pouted

...when we had doubted
many bad names were shouted
perturb and pouted

for words complete loss
that created much chaos
in bed turn and toss

rather repugnant
as well as being pungent
must be c...

Wordsmiths Worst Nightmare

...Wordsmith's worst nightmare

fortunately thwarted courtesy 
mine tall tale telling flair.

Mine irretrievable brilliant masterpiece...
all for naught after mental cogs and wheels
I did apply c...

One Hand On the Steering Wheel, the Other Waving At the Moon

...in traffic there is an accidie and weariness
and flatness and humdrum of the road
but leonard cohen helps with that
and i think about the poor north koreans
without their fix of coca cola
and th...

The Book of Numbers

...I feel like Archimedes building calculus from scratch;
Got a lever I can lean on, but the fulcrum doesn’t match.

You’ll find them on the scoreboard 
And every roulette wheel.
They help you chea...

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