Skater Poems - Poems about Skater

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skater on moonlight wearing diamonds, pearls in hair fun in frosty air moonbeams for sunbeams darkly calm on frozen lake glide softly as dreams skater of starlight feeling joy that comes from peace hues stained black and white...

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One day Good day Young girl Sweet girl Who dream Not scream To be And see Herself Not shelf Fulfilled Not chilled Tumble Not fall Jump high Aim high Gyrate And skate To learn Not spurn Toe loop Not hoop Flip jump Loop jump To flip And skip Upright Spin right Then edge Not wedge Half turn Not burn Biellmann Spin wan Lutz jump Not hump Lay back Not sack Spiral Tidal Axel So well Twizzle Dazzle Camel Not swell Salchow And show Quick toes Strong toes Brave heart One heart Skating Swirling With pride Not hide A dream That stream And seen On screen Skater Blazer Bow... Wow!...

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The skater falls The girl bawls The agony of mistake So much to forsake Dreams realized Fans and commentators idealize A flawless routine An injury not foreseen The blade glides The coach guides The thrill of winning Their head spinning The loser's misfortune Points earned, only a portion Their head bowed in emotional upset Replaying the error, lots of regret The winner soars The loser closed doors...

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Icy frozen pond Wind plays music on bare branch White ice dance enchants....

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A fifty year old ice skater, she. Dresses in yellow and black like a bumble bee. Before she knew it, fell on her duff! Realizing she was way...

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There once was a large ice patch on Main Avoided by everyone sane A foolish skater Thought himself greater His skating now induces horrid pain...

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Four wheels and a piece of wood Whoever thought this would feel so good Riding around grinding and jumping Who would've thought this was actually something From skate parks to scrape marks Everyday was an adventure Riding down to the dairy queen wind in my hair Watching the world fly by watching as people stare...

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He was thin, wore jeans and a beanie, She was short, tattooed, black hair. Skates board his thing, Rollers skate her bling, Defiant young kids without a care. It was after the crowd of skates left, And streets had emptied away, Rollers skate her bling, Skates board his thing, A wet June night had stolen the day. Absorbed by her eyes and she by...

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woke up to a full day but i can tell the sun's only come half bright on the cemented pavements and shameless statements of the buildings towering high. lately pacing shadows of motion with squeezing tight objectives lay themselves amaze to stamper so sluggishly unexpected and rest their bodies inside these big red rectangular double decker boxes that commence to shudder along with...

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He glides his skates swishing in a flurry of ice, caressing with slow movements; mere foreplay. Silence compels the crowd disguises excitement Great expectations fill the air. All watch. He stops at center ring. Ice gladiator all set to make a kill gently, with grace. Grandly. Then flips. Perfect landing! He hears the crowd’s applause~ incense daring...

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I glide through the mirroring Lake Lake; so still, so simply, indolently worthless Lake, disagrees, callous feelings candors A vociferous wind refurbishes the was still, still leaves The wind is merely the umbrage at my insult It repudiates my sincere apologies I glide on the pretty and this lake wanders wandering so dumbfounded at a skater's lithe...

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He stood all alone, helpless and cold. The vile words thrown at him, how bold. They don't know his situation couldn't be controlled. If they would only listen as his story is told. They think he is a drunk, or that he is crazy. "He probably has no home because he is lazy." His life before this is...

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