Stokes Poems - Poems about Stokes

Was it all just a dream

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Wakey wakey pinch me shake me don’t forsake me..was it just a trip..a mistake a half baked fake dream during a kip or after 46 days booked can’t be overlooked everyone letting rip..totally cooked...

The Draw breaks Bazball Law

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According to Bazball law, deplore the days of yore, hell bent..ignore what went before

Why even mull over a tie..cull every dull lull…do or die super nova…run rates soar…can chase whatever they ...

Herculean hero

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Our towering talisman…glowering totem…manic volcanic Viking King..

The flowering genesis of a powering nemesis…

Herculean but Sisyphean struggles showering..

The penury of injury…intrigue ...

The Fans view Bless you Jaddu

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In Test cricket…we talk quite a bit about the assumption to be a hit…need gumption and grit…another platitude about the right attitude at any latitude…selectors gratitude for vigour..rigour..fortit...

Come forth our Angel of the North Stokesy

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Come forth our Angel of the North
Working class…but VIP pass…standing sentry for cricketing gentry
Towering injury tarnished Talisman penury
Revarnished..primacy rebooted for his mooted destiny ...

Can't biff the Pontiff

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Dope boundary rope tropes…fans hopes..Ollie copes..thick skin…will find the strength within…ignores the din…as Pope unleashes that boyish grin..

Can hear Freddie and David…ddddd..Under Pressure…...

Therapeutic Palette

...It is a painting of deep connection
to natures beauty of fascination
and the changing seasons, of colour and light
it captures its essence,  in fleeting its sight

his brush stokes fluid and ene...

The Face In The Mirror

...Visage stark and eyes of steel
He shares my thoughts and what I feel
And seems to know more than I’ve known
The face in the mirror sees through me.

He knows my faults, my secret sins
And bears...

Saffa Jaffas spill like Seville

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If you don’t play the big three

There’s no way

You should be seen

In the final of the WTC


That’s what’s been heard

Mean baggie greens

Have a word

Indians chagrin din

Sim...

Big Ben chimes Bazball Zen

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Big Ben chimes again
With Bazball zen
One of those men
From special stock
Shepherd of the flock
Hewn from strewn Volcanic rock

From New Zealand's Southern Isle
But only there for a wee whi...

Sweet Madness

...Sometimes the things some humans do
when judged by reason’s point of view 
appear as acts of insane fools
which defies logic’s rigid rules.

The virtues that sweet madness breeds
inspiring hero...

Rare and Stark is the Isolated Island

...Rare and stark is the isolated island
   In its heart - its bipolar mood
And it stokes within the imagination
   A fire - a want of pursuit.

Its knobby fingers reach out to a black sea -
   Br...

The Woods of Four dimensions

...Washed ashore on the lost island

Skin already peeling on the beach

Burning from the hot green summer sun

Meat melting off to become bone

Jumping back into the water

Cooling off with th...

December Nights

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Daylight fades away early
Even though our day is not done.
Clumps of snow shimmer in pearly,
Enchanting drifts, reflecting the disappearing sun.
My love stoke...

Indiscriminate Bombardment

...Indiscriminate bombardment will flow 
with endless pigmented possibilities;
A cross of Penelope pop-socks and indigo;

Abstruse, the two primary colors;
It must be that brush of butterfly effect...

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