Angst Sports Poems

Yes I come from distant places
Once I was small but never again will I kneel
Understand that I am the storm

Are you scared of me?
Remember who...

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nail clippings
Buffalo
in the snow

Damar looks
on in angst
his heart stops

field glazed white
same as eyes
Bill’s demise

1/23/2023
Tricube form
Not for contest...

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Ping Pong
A Game going on
Aus Govt \ DJOKOVIC
A Champion Vs Continent
Down Under A sport sinister
Short hearing Quick disbursal
He’s deported back to  Serbia!
“Expelled for not...

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I met UFC and she courted me.
She made me wanna hit!
But I stood back from the ring,
Not battered, but better I became.

It's no life worth...

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Venal Glands
The Troll thinks he’s something smart and cool and all that
Having a go at the soccer player who is a talented one
The Troll states...

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Counting snakes at stake.
Bringing a skate
to roll straight out
of my mind

Counting doubts and thoughts.
I wanna see it let out.
Living the experience
of being out of place

Vivid...

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He sits in a room which is spacious and quiet. He stares at the wall, contemplating his diet.
He thinks way back to ten years prior,...

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scariness), which ill affords this unlucky husband 
to maximize tasting, savoring and relishing every 
sacred moment lest any given instantaneous moment 
find me in dire...

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we gather together, a hundred or so
stetching, warming cold muscles, just waiting to go

nervous anticipation, just wanting to start,
we collect our numbers, have a piss,...

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Oh The Shame.

And so the curtain falls on another shambolic showing,
Then the inevitability of yet another manager going.
You build up a nations hopes and dreams,
Then...

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Sipping a drink, watching the show
A dozen disciplines you'd swap with
But now it's too late, your heart's spoken
Time to embrace what it's chosen
With an hour...

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What a sunny day
A bike ride through the city
But you're feeling gloomy
Envious of the ordinary
As you pass people doing chores
While your mind is only thinking
Why...

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Ode to the Senior Golfer

Pitch and putt I never worried about
‘cause all my drives were long and stout
Now off the tee it doesn’t fly so...

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Flailin’,  flailin’, flailin’;
There goes my ball sailin’
Into a trap, the water or the woods.

Flailin’, flailin’, flailin’;
You can hear me wailin’,
“Why won’t that damn ball...

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As the line’s listless structure leapt into attentive control;
It’s purpose for existence instantly acknowledged.

The double-tapered weight-forward shooting line’s condensation,
Informed of its instant transformation,
Leaps to the...

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