Skiing Poems - Poems about Skiing

It took me years of training to move my legs like this, gliding over the granular on long feet with curved width, to make my legs flail left and right, my upper half stock-still, balancing and countering so I won’t take a spill, I’m going about forty-five, but I’ve got no steel cage, just long blades cutting through the white, so long as it behaves. Gravity is...

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Part 1: The Event Back in younger age days, Going to grad school in Boulder, Colo, was no fun, Lots of course work, research work, little time to socialize, Professor had to meet his grants timeline, One nice Saturday morning, a few grad schoolgirls, Called and invited me to go to Copper mountain ski resort,...

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Water beneath, rental boat, sky above, grandpa the pilot in controL, Advancing swiftly, feeling the love, adult and kids' eyes full of euphorA, Tension in the towline, pulling strong, everyone full of cheerS, Exultant joy, where we all belong, riding the speeding boaT, Riding waves, board underfoot, lifejacket strapped, dragged by keeL, Speeding forth...

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S kiing on this snowy peak over the icy stretches is a real tes T, K eeping legs on the skis securely firm and standing hig H. I tching to experience the adventure of my endeavou R, I go down hills in rising vigor, never losing grip, shouting ‘h I’ N ot shaken by...

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The sun beats brighter than it did last month, with mercury up in the low forties, my time is running out for winter fun, March is such a bittersweet time to ski. Brown stains in the snow still left by the base, bare spots and granite poke out here and there, the white ribbons that once streamed with cool grace have now...

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skis on our shoulders slopes covered with fresh powder smiles on our faces ...

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It comes from the sky, white, powdery gifts, upsets may, but gets us vibrating, we call in from work, get cover for shifts, no way we are not participating. The lots are plowed roughly, but well enough, we see the white streak of trails on the hill, blast through the snow, there is never too much, use rock skis so the good...

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Two rust-red tubes running up the hillside, by the wood's edge, hidden just in the trees, they have water, and compressed air inside, pumped up the mountain to hydrants steely. Hoses conduct it to tall silver tubes, snow guns that spray the white stuff on the trail, coating brown grasses, hiding them from view, building tall piles that some call snow-whales. The groomers...

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The Dachshund’s a marvel on skis Little legs that stop short of its knees It can schuss like a pro Making furrows in snow (Though its privates are given to freeze)...

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Skiing Is… Skiing is… Alpine thrill ride on four inch boards Boggy in the bumps – a schuss to the lodge Carving a turn leaving icy rooster tails in the air Drag lift to ride on thick moving ropes Skiing is… Extreme black diamond runs on endless terrain Flat hills of green for bunny slopes Googles of amber for blizzards or flat...

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Sitting astride a frozen mountainside, eighty others waiting their turn to go, on the slope blue and red gates a path scribe, a man says, “racer ready;” so they know. An hour passed, now it’s my turn to ski, explode out of the gate with a kick-start, frozen ruts are what I find greeting me, muscles press down to absorb impacts hard, frantic...

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What Marcia can do with great ease is travel forever on skis. She skis between trees. For her it’s a breeze. Hey, look at her go, holy Gees!...

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Skiing downhill, exhilarating explosion of snow. Knocks of life, this snowy week, worth the thrill ride. I am on highs and lows - mountain peaks and valleys. Oh! Introspection? Avoiding pines - in brightness I hide. Nothingness of thought, neverland of Pan, fairy-glow. Grandiosity of expanse - velocity of man’s sweet ride. 1/24/2023 Skiing Contest Sponsor:Julia Ward...

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Skis sliding, one snowy week, on a snow covered hill. Keeping your balance to avoid stumble. Instilling safety, so not to slip against your will. Insuring cautious conduct in order not to fumble. Noting the dangers all around you. Galloping high against the snow. January 25, 2023 Skiing Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Julia Ward...

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Sliding down snow-covered hills keeping the glide going gives thrills in sweet awareness enjoy the grand views in concert with exercise, and inspiring muse nothing better than an escape- just let go of fear great rush of wildness and freedom on a day crystal clear _____________________ January 23, 2023 Poetry/Acrostic/Skiing Copyright Protected, ID 01-1519-677-23 All Rights Reserved, 2023, Constance La France Written for the Standard contest,...

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