Short Pigskin Poems

Sunday in February
a pigskin
deflates on the one yard line....

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When it’s 4th and Goal
and you’re down by 13 points,
air out that pigskin!...

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bloated pigskin tossed
bucket heads guarded line cross
striped wardens flagging...

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like thunder crowd roars
brown pigskin flying in wind
thursday night football...

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Beautiful pigskin passes,
You always wait for the touchdown;
Up on your feet with every run,
Energized! It's football season....

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Twin shades of a noble bird
simmer in copper
as I forego the pigskin
for soft, sleepy, sweet
cranberry burnished
succulent
meat!...

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"You must go fourth and one!" They all shout.
 while conventional wisdom they flout
 Yet Lombardi once said:
"Never waver, instead,
 put the three on the board and get out."...

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brown leather pigskin

white leather laces on one side

white stripes circle ends.

 


(January 23, 2011  Wausau, Wisconsin)

(c) Copyright 2011 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved...

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Get together, chat around,
Hit the mall or walk the town.
Play some games, toss the pigskin,
Find out how close you've really been.
Always tell the truth, never lie, 
Keep your cool when you say good-bye.
See them always in the hall,
There for them when they fall.
When you have them keep them close,
For you never know when you need them most....

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Just like football, I am strategically played

If you make a pass, you may stir my interest

But a tackle is sure to incite my defense

Smooth players with golden words

Linemen who carry emotion, not pigskin

These are the ones who score

Touching only my heart as they cross the goal line

 

*For Kristen’s “Football” contest...

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my name is the ruckus and i am sure
    to bruise and clot all hemoglobin, 

turn bright to dark red, metal to rust, 
rain and mud in a season, 

 i'll reckon to smash a oblong pigskin through 
some lines and create a british rumpus, 
a proper ructioning, ruckus.

 then maybe i'll spit some dark blood out the 
side of old an black and white photograph. 
cause i am the original ruckus.. ruckus.....

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I looked out and saw rainy weather.
Why not watch boys kick pigskin leather?
What if rain was barley juice, not water - 
to the magnavox and my alma mater.
A strange woman says "fix the door".
Where have I heard that voice before?
A green field where blue and gold bodies lay,
the uniforms of UCLA,
like a photo by Mathew Brady - 
Do I know that voice?  Who is this lady?
And who is responsible for this ruin?
He goes by the name of Joe Bruin....

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Men who like men join a gentleman's club
Hen-pecked husbands play rub-a-dub-dub
Men who like food go straight to the grub
So all the rest of us head for the pub

All Blacks enjoy squeezing pigskin
Yanks love their beer, the British their gin
The ladies prefer champagne Micky Finn
Sipped under a table at Peckers Inn

The morning after should never exist
But good times are rare and not to be missed
I seem to recall a kiss and a tryst
But all said and done, DAMN!  Was I pissed!...

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