Stadium Poems - Poems about Stadium

I was at a concert. A song played. We turned our phone flashlights and waved them, And as I looked across the stadium, I saw three lights bouncing a certain way. I started bouncing along with them, And we were bouncing together. I looked somewhere else in the stadium, And I saw that three more lights Had started to bounce. We were bouncing together. I don't...

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Always a tough business: Tournament But women take along ornament: Old Testament's and New Testament's They put it on, they're in firmaments... Now and again for rearmament Why can't it be in tournament? "Sure, football is played in stadiums But last week, I was here for idioms; Our resource persons on podium, A blaring microphone for medium Stadiums some women storm for Legend, Who shall...

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The real mind-blowing tournament, Her football cups prized ornament; Leaving without one eyes hollow, Avid fans cease to squad follow... Tough strikers playing out their hearts Defenders halting ball that darts: It's about luck but chiefly skill, During practice better self kill! Player free to display sweet role, But dismissed as freak,no scored goal How dare you miss a penalty When what's at stake no novelty? FIFA...

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Across open fields where birds and butterfly play Soft and inviting Blue mountain range from afar ...

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An urgency to exist. A business collaborative Effort...

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Someone meditated, someone prayed. Count your blessings,share your blessings In this uncertain times, Mother's Day looked different this year Weekends look boring this times Our carefully crafted illusion Of predictable security An invisible enemy Illuminated hidden lines Si movement comes most often without motion When this is over We may never again take for granted A handshake with a stranger Full stores Crowded night outs The stadium roaring So love at...

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Be the champion of your art… or your playing fields will be empty —and your spectators left suffering alone (Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2016)...

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He came to redefine the silence… and of their emotions…they quickly lost control so they closed their eyes they sang… they waved their hands up in the air and they let his music fill their souls… And for a moment they will remember forever they felt the power of music to enhance… as the rhythm beat deep within their hearts and they watched… as...

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Excitement is brewing for the play-off game, who to claim a podium close-up fame, winner of 2018 21st FIFA World Cup's name. Scheduling and planning their dream to cheer on their favorite team. Fans at the game watching united, dressed in their lucky sports team attire, delighted, cold, getting rained on, and excited. Television armchair football enthusiast muttering,...

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Dear Graduates, … Sometimes, a spring breeze softly blowing whispers that a presence needn’t be seen to be felt … … And sometimes, the people piling onto the benches of packed bleachers sense that a sacred space is simultaneously filling … … And often, clustered families gleefully crane to glimpse their cap-and-gown-clad graduate, but once the band...

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FAIR GROUND AND STADIUM ...

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I stared at all the jerseys Worn by Yogi, Mickey, Lou, The Babe and Derek Jeter, Thurman Munson, Roger, too… And I realized all these Yankees, Those alive and those who’ve died, Wore those uniforms, no matter when, With dignity and pride. For so many baseball players, Playing ball was all they knew. They were lucky that success rewarded What they loved to do. At the stadium,...

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My stomach is a stadium give it little food it quarrels much food it beats drums little food it complains loudly no food it throws stones it shouts at me after meals blows trumpet when satisfied and plays saxophone when excited A stranger thinks it a stadium Old Trafford Stadium is my stomach where fans shout, sing, quarrel- when Wayne Rooney scores a goal or Didier Drogba...

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In same brotherhood of fanship, all sit together as the representative every field command to their favour gives the great feeling of an executive. Stamping a noisy presence even when down is so brave going further below despite this act is getting closer to the grave. Hitting hard a hated enemy in a famous rivalry- nothing this glorious waving flags,...

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Dear Graduate, … Sometimes, a spring breeze softly blowing whispers that a presence needn’t be seen to be felt … … And sometimes, the people piling onto the benches of packed bleachers sense that a sacred space is simultaneously filling … … And often, clustered families gleefully crane to glimpse their cap-and-gown-clad graduate, but once the band...

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