Short Ali Poems
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Silence for Ali.
A hero in and out of the ring.
For justice in every round,
as he lay low molding the best.
“ALI, BOOM-BA-YAY”
My hands are tender
I laugh with my own
Death I own life nothing
Others fear my friends
I talk for hours with my death
Do not fear my friends
You cry when I sleep
Death knows and understands
Men and their few words
Mohammed Ali
Dancing in the ring
Flying like a butterfly
Eying the title-world champ
He took on anyone
The belt was his to hold...
Until defeat...he shakes a hand
He fought Joe Frazier three times
He was the greatest boxer
Smoking Joe Fraser, no sting as a bee…
That knack resides with Mohammed Ali!
Though killer in Manila…
Very persistent fellow,
Smoked the rope a dope folly, by golly!
For: Limerick Contest
In honor of Linda-Marie, (S.H. Of P.S
A shock so great
is a punch in the face
If it breaks your cheek
You’re suddenly meek
Many wished it for Muhammed Ali
~ It wasn’t to be
A.re you real?
L.et me feel you.
I.llusions of longing is killing me.
R.eally what must I do?
A.llow me the chance to love you.
Y.ou will never meet a more sincere passionate man such as I!
E.cstacy from the slightest touch while looking into my eye!
a garden guard down
a rabbit hole be...
a muse-hick of
a music that be...
not just notes
knotted on a page...
they be half mirrored so
they sew music spectrums...
in echoes reflecting every other
instrument being that 'all is' alice dream
stan sand
Mockery law spoofed boycott,
Survived the beast of a desert tooth.
Hunger answered by inedible dinner goth.
Skin and bones as the cloth.
Under sieged bloodthirsty pavement,
There are no rules, full bombardment.
Struggle means risking the beguilement.
Why be a slave when life is enfranchisement.
Muhammad Ali was a global boxing icon
Who was ebuillent in his personality
A champion at heart
That showed perseverance with dignity
Many stated that he would never succeed
But, he took that crticism and lit the fire
No one could ever question his strong will
Ali, had the courage to reach higher
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Standing in front of the hidden entrance
On horseback, with loud sacks
Clinking as loot hit loot.
With smiles of satisfaction adorning their faces
The chief said the magic words, and in went the team;
Safe from the spoiled, safe from the world,
Ready to go back out and lay misery on poor souls
(C) Nyonglema
Ali Obituary in Nine Lines
Guess you can call it Horn Haiku.
Ali went to bed
He soon had ended up dead
Still left things unsaid.
Parkinson's it was
Results of boxing because
To conclusion draws.
All over and done
And now his name think upon
Truly native SON.
James Serious Mysterious Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet
Form:
I wasn't just a Boxer,
but a gracious human being.
I took the world by storm.
Not being just a man.
I had a lot of ups and downs
like most people do.
No greater or less than for
which is partly due.
Although I am gone now,
I won't be missed by you.
For I am God's Greatest as
a testament to all of you.
I’m fighting sleep like Muhammad Ali
Was up so late that it was early
Was listening to music new and old
New Years Eve filled with glitter gold
I was drunk on piano melodies soft
Guitar solos lift your heart high as loft
Song words like hors d oeuvres for my ears
Eating feeding my soul through the years
2025 has left the room by moon
2026 is like a red flower bloom
Opening my eyes with anticipation
A year of hopes and toasts celebration
The man was a legend.
So farewell, Cassius Clay, Ali
You knocked out a bit of poetry
That butterfly one sure packed a sting
And well done on the boxing thing
Mohammed, man, you’re counted out
You gave the boxing thing a shout
Wrote rhyme to make a grown man cry
And dodged the draft like a butterfly
Ali, you’ve packed your final punch
Man, you took boxing out to lunch
Men say that you are God today
Who made Mohammed out of Clay
© Gail Foster
Muhammad Ali
Taunting with poetry,
His opponents he'd zing
As he danced 'round the ring.
There once was a boy Cassius Clay
Who dreamt to be greatest some day
When then in a bout
One punch in the mouth
On the canvas poor Liston would lay
Worse than Liston's performance that day
Were the lyrics by Robert Goulet
"Oh say can you see, by the dawn's early night"
Was as much of a flop as the fight!
Aug. 25, 2019
Clerimerick Couplets Contest
Mark Toney Sponsor
Boxing heavyweight king, Muhammad Ali,
was quick and strong, but also used psychology.
He'd let himself get pummeled, giving foes false hope -
like to George Foreman in Manila, his first "rope-a-dope."
*Rope a dope is a technique that Ali perfected when he
beat George Foreman. By just taking a beating to his
stomach as he leaned back into the ropes of the boxing
ring and letting the ropes absorb the force of those
blows, he was able to tire Foreman out and then let
him have it!!!