Short Volleyball Poems
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volleyball playing
children building sandcastles ~
fun day at the beach
Date written: 06/26/2022
Finally the day
Relaxing in my lawn chair
Barbeque grill smoking;
Smells oh so good!
Volleyball over the net
Family fireworks—Wow!
All the stars start to shine
When you are around
When you fate away
Their shine goes away
When you fate away
My heart goes away
Bikini clad babes bouncing on a beach, a VERY popular spectator sport!
09~12~15
Contest – Sport One Liners
Sponsor – Silent One
Desert dune damage, feet wrapped in gauze,
To sue, the lawyer thought he had cause,
Yet the relevant section,
Escaped his detection,
--There was no sandy clause.
G- gracious!
R- ready to play volleyball at all times!
A- always kind
C- computers are one of many weaknesses
E- especially strong!
L- loving!
Y- yarn lover!
N- never evil... at first!!!!
bikini-clad girls
volleyball playing at beach ~
fun under the sun
Submitted for...
Summer Haiku Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Tania Kitchen
Date written: 06/28/2021
to re-verse
...some poetry...
be to
...sump 'po'-at-tree...
and if
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be of
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then to
...sump poe at tree...
will glossen
...some po-at-tree...
stan sand
sunny summertime
an exciting pitcher stands
on the baseball mound
~
summertime sunny
exciting players volleys
the white volleyball
7/26/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2021©
ANTS HOG GLEN
Fiery red burns
Autumn orange
Army ants learn
How to hog Glen
High winged pigs
Fly blue in tune
Suctioning mouths
Pulling helium
Balloons
© Kim van Breda—18 November 2015
Form:
I’m at the net,
Fast hands, quick feet.
I read the game,
I take my stand.
You swing?
I’m there.
You tip?
I’ll block.
I jump high,
Land strong,
In the front,
I belong.
I control the court,
I set the tone.
In the front,
I stand alone.
Understand
Wish that I
Am your friend
I don't know
What went wrong
Find the way
Determine
Be your friend
Want to tell
I love you
To come home
Give a chance
People dance
Love and joy
Throughout live
Is my wish
Be your friend
In new world
There was a time when I stood tall
Especially in college, playing NCAA Volleyball.
Oh, the trips we went on to the various meets
Winning and losing in those much vaunted heats.
We weren't great then, now I can't jump at all.
Playing volleyball - give me more!
Don't let the sucker hit the floor!
Just don't dive and hit the floor
Or else have pain forevermore!
Fifteen points it takes to win
Then it starts all over again
Want to have fun and be fit?
Then playing volleyball is it!
Spring Volleyball - A Haiku
meandering thoughts
a high, volleyball volleying
out of untied shoe
~
n the gym forthwith
before hardwood floor bouncing
because of the net
4/22/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©
A stranded lone man
talking to a volleyball...
personified friend
though only listens
it gives him inspiration...
wilson the friend
© kashinath karmakar (Dec 2011)
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Placement:9th;(Dec 2011)
Contest:Senryu me a movie Scene
Sponsor:Andrea Dietrich
THE VOLLEYBALL GAME
feet on plastic,
bleacher c r a c k s.
s
m l
r l
a p a
w u b
juggle in air
w a l l o f s p e c t a t o r s
feet withdraw
fingers raking hair
S C O R E
8/15/2017
Alfa
father, brother, friend, counselor
Brother of late Gabriel, Mary, Pokedia, Salome and Elizabeth
Lover of poetry, Volleyball, and basketball
Who feels love, pain and sympathy
Who fears disappointment, disagreement and hate
Who would like to see Athens, Brazil and Palestine
Resident of Mwanza, Tanzania
Abed.
SAND LESS BEACH- A Haiku
unfriendly foreshore
a little, bad hammer swims
beyond the sand less
mud color red clay
water dissipated skies
fish hidden gone where
capture unfriendly
a cross eyed, mad sea gull swims
on the sand less beach
skydiving sea gull
people playing volleyball
on the sand less beach
5/27/19
Am football,
You kick me I move;
To the direction
you choose;
Harder you kick
farther I reach
Yet under your feet;
Made of hide
Of unfortunate sheep,
Children stitch,
Then I come in play ground,
In branded name;
A modern day slave,
Made of slaves,
Have no voice
To raise loudly;
You enjoy on my pain;
© sadashivan nair
Stay with me
Just want us to be
I hope we never grow apart
You are my sweetheart
You are something that I crave
Looking at you looks like an ocean wave
Please don’t let me go
I just want to know
I love you like winter snow
Even though you moved on
I don’t want this love gone
Hold me through the tears of pain
I hope you feel the same
A baseball bat has a ball.
A basketball has a bucket.
A volleyball has a net.
A book has a cover.
A card has an envelope.
A shirt has a hanger.
A flower has a vase.
A bottle has a lid.
A finger has a nail.
So what do I have?
I don’t have a person nor an object.
I have nothing but air.
Air that leaves me when I breathe out.
So what does that mean?
IN THE SUMMER IT WOULD BE NICE
TO BE IN A COOL MILD JACUZZI.
WITH A NICE SLUSHY MOSCOTO.
OR BE IN THE SHADE AT THE
PARK,HAVING A NICE
PICNIC,DRINKING SODA PLAYING
VOLLEYBALL.
OR AT THE BEACH WITH CHAIR`S
AND UMBRELLAS,AND A ICE CHEST
WITH,DRANK,DRANK,DRANK,AND
DRINK,DRINK,WAITING FOR THE
SUN TO SET.
THIS IS MY IDEA OF A SUMMER DAY.
A SUMMERTIME POEM.
I wish I could be as gorgeous as you are now. Strong and strong-willed. Muscled and lean. Compact, hard, soft, curved. Covered in sand. You are all long legs, tendons straining to push muscles further. You are all long hair tied back, braided. Concentration written on your face. 4 girls. 1 net. 1 ball. 21 points. And you are a glowing beast.
Dedicated to Misty May-Treanor and Kerry Walsh.
so sayest this sixth
is not the life of the
party nor Christ or
Brian but mine me
i've never spiked
a drink or volleyball
and haven't been
circumnavigated
below the equater
belt if you know
what i mean but
not to try to please
a crowd but
just you and
me i'd love to
turn all water
into wine
a 2015
bordeaux
so
i could drink
from my toilet
and pee on
the lawn
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