Short Racquetball Poems
Short Racquetball Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Racquetball by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Racquetball by length and keyword.
Was gettin' kind of loud,
On the court one day,
The proprietor called out,
to keep the noise level down
Hence the title,
Your tongue-twister clown!
Let’s win the racquetball tournament Carlie said.
What she meant was “let ME win the racquetball tournament”.
My girl-next-door-charms usually hides my super competitive spirit.
This time was like all of the others.
When I won she stopped speaking to me.
No big loss.
My circle is of
fruitflies, houseflies, mosquitos
squirrels, chipmunks, possums
spiders, crickets, ants
parakeets, seagulls, geese
This dance is absent without you
hair, glasses, smile
shirt, pants, shoes
laugh, giggle, talk
Together we were one
hugs, handholding, cuddles
rollerblading, bicycling, racquetball
car rides, lighthouses, kayaking
fishing, dinners, parenting
Thursday, November 4, 2021
Peppermint Christmas angels were doing the cha cha cha.
“What else can you do?” Asked a pinecone name of McGraw.
We can do the petootsie dance, and we can tease our maw.
“What else can you do?” asked a prissy critical macaw.
“We can twirl and spin, and we can make delicious coleslaw.
We can play racquetball and we can spot an editorial flaw.
We can peel potatoes in a fancy way if you get them raw.
We are pretty talented,” said the angels, and we can draw.”
black, white, gray, tall, wrinkly, short
Money, broke, bank, racquetball court.
Sandal, beach, woodpecker’s bird call,
Flower, plant, winter, spring, autumn, fall.
I am toying with words, waiting for a poem to surface.
Word association is the way I put my brain on notice.
Red, green, yellow, silver, gold, periwinkle blue.
Owl, hawk, rooster, ugly chickens too
Ankle, knee, joints, wood tick, feather, deer
Word association is okay, but a poem is not yet here.
I have five hobbies
Do them all day long now that I am retired
Cartooning, painting, poetry
Tv binge watching
Playing with my dogs
I used to garden
But my knees won’t bend any more
I swam and played racquetball in my youth
Those days are gone
Falling down is one of my biggest fears
Since I tore my ACL and meniscus
I have two big-butted dogs
I use a walker so they do not knock me down
Being old is not like being young
Do what you can now, while you still have a body