Funny Sports Poems | Examples

These Funny Sports poems are examples of Sports poems about Funny. These are the best examples of Sports Funny poems written by international poets.


Premium MemberMaturing Competitive Paths

Leaf dies in air  

Trees going bare  

Death stalks the woods  

Of those athletically good  

Sweating summer heat  

In games where they compete  

Never do they cheat  

Being honest and true  

Acting cool  

Laughing fools  

Champions determined  

Life lessons learning  

Decision final and confirmed  

Hardware issue no longer a concern  

Northern success exposed 

Confederates propose  

Move inside  

Red lights will guide  

Scores made  

Making the grade  

Finally, a trade  

Check signed, saying paid  

Shutting mouth  

Going south  

Community warm  

Staying in University dorm  

Will make this undergraduate program a winner  

Before the all-inclusive meal plan dinner  

Then off to the library and study  

Learn how to make, investment money  

Earning a degree, that is what is funny  

Since making field goals really wasn’t a realistic thing  

Along with not being able to sing  

But books in print  

Will hint  

Proper direction  

After securing academic protection


Middle Matters

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.

Premium MemberBasketball Picks

Untimely was Hamilton Hicks
In making his basketball picks.
He knew it all well,
How each bracket fell,
But always too late with his clicks.

Premium MemberSaturn on Saturday Night

This rink ranks right up there.
My power skates, slice each ring,
the scent of ice assails my nose.
Funny in the absence of air, I breathe.
It must be a dream. I don’t care.
The wind of Saturn blows through my hair.
No wind, you say, but I will believe
what this dream gifts to me. Can’t believe
I’ve made it this far. It’s not Mars -
tired of the heat and the bars.
Brightly lit, I see a disco ball in the mist.
I am young again. Giddy boys showing off.
I’m twirling like a pro until I fall
softly onto my fairytale bed,
the one twenty mattresses tall.
I woke up a bit bruised. Saturn
on Saturday night, had no idea,
a princess performed on her rings.
This rink ranks right up there.

Premium MemberRacecar or Kayak - or Both

He wanted to drive a racecar-
a deed that would make him a star.
His friends would say wow-
and Mom, praise avow
for scoring top level- bizarre!

Now flashing on his radar view
a race with a Kayak would too-
Mam Hannah runs them-
each noon plans a gem!
So great if he did place in two!


At the Wrestling Match

Rough n Tumble
At the Royal Rumble! 

Sparkly tights
Some funny sights!

The excited kid's face
Their new favourite place! 

Young upcoming acts 
Jumping around like acrobats! 

Behind the scenes though 
Its not all for-show.. 

The veteran with taped up wrists
Sore back, busted nose
Watching as their career goes... 

Their time in the limelight is running out
But for now, they'll enjoy the fans' shout

Premium MemberTHE STORY OF LEAPING LIZARD THE HIGH-JUMPING TRACK STAR-

Leaping Lizard™ was
 a frog that jump the high hurdles

while Paul Pollywog™  swims and wiggles
 ...can't run nor jump cuz' got no legs
 to jump with he juz spits, sips and giggles...

12/11/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.2023©

Premium MemberWahine Grannie

Flat on her stomach Grannie rode
her adrenalin overflowed 
	she went in style 
	with a big smile
into the paddle battle she flowed

The heart of an ancient wahine
she called her personal genie
	a goofy foot true
	she already knew
she’d forgotten her bikini

Grannie won the right of way
a righteous spot they all say
	her stick’s outline
	her own design
shaper champion this day

Premium MemberA Basketball Tale

Basketball tip off at grade school game
My biggest lifetime shot at fame
Got the ball and took off
Heard the yells from aloft
Wrong way I went but good my aim

Premium MemberNo Live Dead Flowers Grams Wants a Sports Car-

Grams, She said
don't give me thm dead flowers
plae em by the tree~

Dun giv me no live flowers
Fer they will wilt wit me
Dun giv me naw dead flowers

I wan sumthin alive
Give me sumthin that movin like a sports car
LOL

Premium MemberSnooker Mad

Hendry says that Ronnie,
The best to pick up a cue.
He's never seen me play
So that might not be true.
I had a break of twenty
When I was just a lad,
I'm getting on for sixty now
So a forty ain't so bad.
So come on then O'Sullivan
I challenge you to play,
I will give you a game for twenty quid
And you can pick the day.
I know you are a great player,
I watch you all the time.
You can make that cue ball sing
But I can make it rhyme.


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Premium MemberArmchair Jock

I ran the 10K marathon.
At once I knew I’d chosen wrong.
My heart and lungs on fire,
I thought I might expire.
Next time I’ll safely watch from home.




9/03/2020

Premium MemberWhen But Then Yoga

When But Then Yoga

When
Your downward dog is barking and
Your cat pose is scratching and
Your tree pose is swaying and
Your cow pose is mooing

But
Your snake pose bites and  
Your sphinx pose speaks and
Your child pose gets mad and
Your warrior one gets shot and
Your warrior two goes down and
Your corpse pose stiffens.

Then
Your yoga journey ends.

NoelsArt

Comments: I updated this poem dedicated to me, the world’s stiffest yoga dude.  I think it flows a little better. I like, love, hate, love tinkering with my poems. Namaste.  FEEDBACK WELCOME

Racing For the Post

Racing for the post
the horses changing places
you will lose your shirt
on a day at the races

Inside Rules Soccer

Inside Rules Soccer by James Barrymore

Zag Zag Zoom
I’m moving like a speeding car
There’s not much space 
I can’t go far

Zig Zag Zoom
Here I dribble the mini ball
Around the table off the wall
I bounced it off my brother’s butt
I’m driving both my parents nuts

Zig Zag Zoom
My brother chased me up the stairs
I tried to hide behind a chair
Now he’s pinned me to the floor
I wait til he’s gone, then I dribble some more

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