Short Scoring Poems
Short Scoring Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Scoring by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Scoring by length and keyword.
Scoring a goal up on a tree
Ants crawling down and see a bee
Honey and bitter never proceed
Going through woods and fall on the leaves
David Pasternak:
For scoring goals, he really has a knack.
With him, I only have one beef:
He scored the goal that sank my Maple Leafs!!!
J-ump ball has begun,
C-ompeting teams starts scoring,
C-oaches yell or shout.
Topic: Birthday of Jolina C. Caducoy (March 16)
Form: Acrostic Haiku
As a wee one I was obsessed with hockey
On frozen pond paying no mind to frozen bodies
We pretended
To be legends
Scoring the winning goal, kinda cocky
Behind the scenes
Always wanting to win
Scoring
Kangaroo hops
Exciting buzzer beater
Tough sport
Basic dribbling
Always exciting
Last chance to win
Losing streaks.
At one-hundred grandpa dreams of a fling
Scoring the streets for a saucy young thing
He's mastered a line
That works every time
'Come to my playground, and learn how to swing!'
Lithium keeps me current
On river raft sans torrent
Dreaming by cloud tufted sky
Scoring rustic lullaby
Hands caressing cool water
Passing coarse cliffs which totter
Lithium keeps me current
Seahawks Soaring and Scoring
Seahawks we see do seem to be soaring,
While many more points they are scoring;
Some are saying,
Fantastic playing;
Increase rank victories have been storing.
Jim Horn
Abbott and Costello's “Who's On First” was a hoot
Their timing was incredible especially Lou's
A high scoring team
Lou came apart at the seams
Frustrated and bamboozled nearly pooped in his suit
He was playing glorious baseball in the sun!
His family jewels got cup-checked scoring a home-run!
His mother let out a loud yell!
While to his knees, he so painfully, fell.
July 29, 2018
3pm PST
My dream, my desire
is one with a naughty theme...
four women and me
engaged in some sweaty fun -
dribbling, scoring.......basketball.
For "Tanka me a Dream" contest sponsored by Michael J. Falotico.
by George Aul
My truth is false,
a glittering overcoat with torn lining,
always catching on good intentions
and jamais vu,
but persona persists
anealed to the base elements
of slipping into a round hole
without scoring.
Time to be fashionable again.
Many visions in my head
Most resemble the walking dead
Wide awake lying in my bed
Evil thoughts must be fed
Scoring HIGH on my dark cred
To it I am wed
Scenes dripping a blood red
So many times I have said
I think I need some more of my med
Will remember when all of the roaring,
Always came out and would be pouring,
While waving;
Winning craving;
Team they favored had started scoring.
Seahawks last ditched effort did not
make it. Oh, well. There is always a
next new year.
Jim Horn
October-Football Player
passing, throwing, catching,
receiving, holding, running,
close to scoring I got the ball running mis-tackled-Touchdown!
10/16/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©
VERB VERSE Poetry Type
I love playing and watching football
The best part is goal scoring which
can be through set pieces or
lose ball to a player,
foul inside the box
brings penalty
which can lead
to a
goal!.
I am my own worst Critic
Of late I seem to have been prolific
But in all honesty very few are terrific
In fact one or two are horrific
I am my own worst critic
I mark myself 1 out of 5
For harder must I strive
If I wish to keep my dream alive
Of scoring 5 out 5
Introspective indecisiveness
Ignoring ideal intricacies
Intelligent indigents ignoring ideas in idleness
Sage sensuous silliness
Soaring significantly succinctly, sassily
Sashaying sensitively scoring sensibilities savagely
Words winging wildly
Wildflowers writing winged words.
An open court
Every seat filled
Wide eyed and hope filled
Everyone on the edge of their seats
Im flying through the air
The last ten seconds on the clock
The shooter left wide open
The score is tied
I sink in to the bottom of the net scoring the basket
I am a basketball.
Christmas crazies conjure confections in candy kisses.
Wee whimsical winter warlock wistfully wishes
Dreamy darling dolly deliberately does dishes,
Fluidly forever fixing finest fluorescent fishes.
Seasoned sassiness scoring subtly in swishes.
Christmas crazies conjure confections in candy kisses.
The Phillies are not scoring many runs.
They’re leaving runners on base.
Zeros are on the board.
Get it together.
Bad hitting and bad pitching
does not win you games.
Not many victories come
when you score three or less runs.
No postseason play
if you lose too many games.
Play like a winner.
Quintain of: sorrow, despair, agony, misery, lament scoring
pain
Dolesome drum o'er jaded psyche taps a dark, palling
refrain
Hamstrung harp bridled soul with dissonant chords
enchain
Shrill flute a dreary, eerie melody wafts o'er drifting
swain
Melancholy tenor of wailing violin doth all availing hope
drain
Your reflection appears in memory,
visible as iridescent shadow;
harmonizing rhythm in my pulse -
as honest as the sonata
living within heartbeats -
and dreams of faraway songs,
scoring newborn destiny,
like symphony's prelude.
Love entered gracefully
gathered as a breath held . . .
gently,
like dew upon the day.
We called him kintu
He had a way with girls
He was a handball player
Kintu had a sway with words
We called him kintu
Kintu ever running after girls
Never staying with one for long
Kintu had a way with pretty girls
We called him kintu
He had a way of scoring
Never a goal target did he miss
Kintu was ever after the pretty girls
Some win, others lose;
Try to see which way.
Most tend to confuse;
So simply, "Just play"!
Fine tune scoring skills,
Play for the big game.
Maybe take some spills,
Sure tickets to fame.
Go grab the brass ring,
Wins seem so rosey.
Make truth the top thing-
Hold up that trophy!
If you have not won,
Sports should still be fun.