Short Varsity Poems

Once lived an energetic lad in Montreal
He was rather large, I would say, seven feet tall
Tough as old shoe leather
He did not care whether
He played with varsity team basketball, at all.


written July 23, 2021...

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Spring made this teen, just drool, drool.

Dreaming of the Varsity hero, like a silly fool.

To die, in his ripped, tanned, strong arms.

To be his love, she sighed, a blessed charm!


                  3/13/2024

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Anticipation. 

Such an extremity, 
Like the letters
I used to write. 

Which are of
no consequence 
Now. 

I had hoped
they'd allow us
at least one 
connection. 

I made an enemy
that day when you 
wore corn husks
In your ears. 

You've already
Forgotten, but
I've remained. 

Longing for 
what should have
Never been touched
or Told....

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Byron didn't wait for me.
Across the hall Becky tried not to look.
Chalk was everywhere.
Knuckles was already suspended.
Trailing the varsity jackets I
Oscillated between chic and irreverent.
Someone yelled, "barf!"
Charades and hustlers cover every inch.
How am I going to find my locker?
Oswald points me to "304."
Oblong and wrong I walk there.
Looking forward, looking backward....

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Sir – darest V.C.,
Good was the morning speech:

This early morning of grand rhetorics!
Our bald pundit speaks
With the croaking voice of varsity toads;

– The bard’s throat seems
Cracking under the dregs of singing
The solace of a long long speech!

Sir – darest V.C.,
Wipe off those streams of sweat
That brim the banks of the blank face first!

Are you a father?
Then a paternal for others’ kids? 
Haba! are these smiles themselves or images?...

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