Eighteen years ago, a Halloween 'morn
With eyes of baby blue, Iyla was born
She grew, we knew, she came from the best stock
Perfect pedigree, Neikirk and Peacock
Her nature's in Nature, Earth and water
She loves travel and all that it's taught her
San Miguel stay nine months she did venture
Wait what!?!?! A Tanzanian adventure
Now high school grad, college credit galore
Time to decide what is next and in store
True team player saving funds for first year
Fashion, business...or both? Find her career
Sweet Iyla! The world is out there for you!!
SO proud! 'Tis the fam loves you through and through
I lost the sticks
To play my drum
Missing a fist
So, yes a thumb
Still have a head
Though am real flawed
With a bent lever
That moved my jaw
Missing those things
Is a pet peeve
Since was stepped on
Last Christmas Eve
My friends have faults
Like missing poles
That used to fit
Their hands with holes
Some lost a shoe
And therefore feet
But stand there tall
To meet and greet
The team player
In red gym shorts
Though with no ball
Still’s a good sport
The fireman’s hose
Is short a spout
But he’s ok
And doesn’t pout
A nutcracker’s job
Is standing tall
Even when broke
From alcohol
Which all began
Last Christmas Eve
When drinks were poured
By Grace and Steve
And someone said
Let’s break some nuts
Which was the launch
For those wingnuts
Coz Leo barked
Hey look up there
High on the shelf
I’ll grab a chair
Grace yelled get down
They’re for display
They don’t crack nuts
Steve joined the fray
Nutcrackers fell
Into a clump
Followed by two
Half tipsy chumps
Steve landed on
His coconut
Yet Leo got
His broken nuts
A mixture of numbers
no people are the same
I myself
am a team player
filled with harmony
with no desire for conflict
I am empathetic
I use all my energy towards others
I take charge and make things happen
Dear Sister,
On this day,
in a world that doesn't love us,
Doesn't appreciate us,
But always seems to need us,
To pick up the slack,
To carry their burdens,
on our already burdened backs,
To be a team player,
On a team that had to be
forced to pick us...
Dear Sister,
I just want you to know
That I choose YOU,
First, last, and always...
Without coercion,
And with the only expectation,
being the uniqueness
of YOUR presence,
And the presence
of YOUR greatness.
Dear Sister,
With bated breath,
I await the culmination
of your every effort....
the fruition of every one of your
most far fetched dreams...
I am practicing my claps!
I am practicing my cheers!
I will celebrate your victory,
as if it were my own, Dear Sister!
Because, Dear Sister....
I will always want you to win.
Giving me subtle clues they don't care
Asking me to work 9 hour shifts without a lunch break
Staying late and arriving early every shift
Lying to myself about the sciatica shooting down my leg
Intrinsically frustrated with my life
Giving it all despite the inevitable fall
Highlighting the fool in my heart
Too much of a team player to give up
Makes me wish I didn't care
Even though I enable my self-destruction
American Mosaic
Eddie
My Prince
Golden brown hair
A grandson, so rare
Honor student and humble, too
Little League All Star, team player
Raised by two, loving, kind, patriotic parents
Piano player and loyal servant of the Lord
Accountable, responsible, wise, fun and compassionate beyond his years
He is God's gift to me, and to this totally, outstanding country
June 13, 2019
7pm PST
Type of Poem Etheree
It doesn’t
come natural
to me
I wish it did
I wish I were
but
a team player
I’m not
never learned
wish I did
wish I had
I prefer
to do it all
on my own
I wish I didn't
but always will
AP: Honorable Mention 2022
when I met him
I said I could deal with a lot
but I never could handle
anyone becoming
moody and grumpy
with age sickness or bad luck
through the years
he’s always been a trooper
nothing but a true team player
lets me bathe and dress him
without hitch or grumbling
nothing worse I’ve always said
than someone feeling
sorry for themselves
and making a big deal
out of every little thing
a sense of humor will
surely go a long long way
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
It may seem unlikely
but it's true
You're My Hero!
You possess all the qualities
that I admire
You reveal strengths
that are unimaginable, improbable
You live your life
with ease and confidence,
never a negative
word for anyone
You are young in years,
brilliant in wisdom
maintain faith in humanity
a great sense of humor
athletic and serene
a real team player
I secretly worship you,
keep it to myself
with confidence and glee.
I don’t know where I’ll be tomorrow,
The past year has been rolling sorrows.
My riches gone, my fame has waned,
And you that I loved, you died in pain.
I never thought that you would go,
At twenty-nine, cancer laid low
Those nervous days, the shaking chills
No doctor trained could cure your ills.
I notice more the cold, windy nights
I understand why some stop the fight.
This house of ours, no longer a home.
This team player, now on his own…
Remaining here amongst the past,
Is like living in a world of glass.
I have no job to lose myself in,
The fans have moved to the next big thing.
If we’d had kids there’d be a reason
To weather out this bitter season.
But they never came to us anyway,
I wonder then, what’s to make me stay?
DREAMS NOTWITHSTANDING RHYME
Shape a picture
Shape your dreams
Dreams catcher
Dreams chaser
Chaser is fast
Chaser is slow
Slow runner
Slow track
Track of the costs
Track of the times
Times to rise
Times to land
Land mines
Land white
White power
White magic
Magic tricks
Magic charm
Charm down the skies
Charm under the stars
Stars twinkle
Stars are blind
Blind to a lover's fault
Blind to justice poke
Poke him in the nose
Poke him in the ribs
Ribs of the lungs
Ribs that fool
Fool for you
Fool to believe
Believe in luck
Believe to God
God is good
God is love
Love at first sight
Love amidst war
War against disease
War against the odds
Odds of survival
Odds of winning
Winning ticket
Winning team
Team player
Team efforts
Efforts and time
Efforts that rhyme
Rhyme with chords
Rhyme that sounds
Sounds
Chords
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** down under the sky and down under ME
08:55 pm, August 26, 2015
Translating ideas through energetic muscles
and calculative minds
is his doing
knowledgeable tricks and wise options
converted to the physical for the honour and glory
is his aim.
The one at the top of the chain
possesses his own repertoire.
A personality with tactical onus
is the one and only expectation.
Catastrophic it is;
when such a charisma is tempered with
An effective philosophy gives him fame
but ambiguity in strategy wins the point
a winning atmosphere brings out his etiquette
a loss- he treats so diabolical.
Every attack is a litmus test
mental kunfu blended naturally
with physical dynamism in display
closing down angles, tight markings
speed injection, courage cultivation,
identity-showing formations with opponent-neutralizing weapons,
massive onslaught, defensive solidity and quick counters
all for a harvest of victory
coming from the equations of his thoughts
watered by distinctive motivational skills.
A team player who's always outside the line
The football Manager is he!
Sweet morning sunshine --
Damn you how I
despise this labor
that lies ahead.
The cousin of Grizzly Adams’
patiently waits with the
ancient white pickup truck
he ran me over with while I slept.
Off we go with the toolbox
dancing in the bed and it’s a band
of pots and pans, the opening act for
our weapons of mass construction.
Murph says he’s a team player,
although I don’t recall a sport
consisted of getting wasted
and having shameful sex.
He grumbles and curses about
the day ahead hung-over with
his perfume from the distillery and
gum he must’ve marinated in an ashtray.
We better do some stretching
before the circus begins—
watch me as I carry an elephant
up the twenty year old ladder.
From two stories above I witness
the war forming between
old rusty nails and the tiny,
soft green blades that stand no match.
The ground has become a grave
of tetanus but the old umbrellas
we toss down from the house
cover up the battlefield.
(To Be Continued)...
Why do others just remember
The bad things you do forever
One or two mistakes and you
Hear of them your lifetime through
But the good things you've accomplished
Seem to disappear and vanish
Without a trace of "good job"
Helping others is so hard
When you want to do what's right
But darkness covers up the light
Every time mistakes occur
Deeds of goodness are a blur
No thank you's for what you've done
Your kindness just goes undone
As your yelled at more and more
Your good faith walks out the door
Knocking to get right back in
When others need you once again
This roller coasters up and down
What is going to be found
Sweet voices to recognize
The times you have always tried
To help and be a team player
Or a mean voice that will slay ya
With harsh words that condenscend
When will this ride ever end
It's always a daily battle
Your nerves start to shake and rattle
With so much anticipation
Good times or bad aggravation
Will you be right on the top
Or take a fast and deep drop
To the bottom where you'll stay
Until you start to climb your way
Back out with one more good day
Where you want to always stay
Cash makes the world go round, spin
Don't I look like money, that's my twin
Gettin' money, like it's going out of style
I keep throwing it up, like it's bile
Got cash all over me, like it's a rash
You better chase that paper, stack that cash
Punchline, watch out for the blow
This ain't deer season, but I got a lot of doe
I don't play sports, but somehow manage to ball
You pissed, hurry, go to the bathroom stall
You're mad, 'cause your chick's jumping on my pogo-stick?
If this was the NFL draft, she'd be my first pick
I gave her my two-sense, she brought a quarter back
Team player, certified hustler, put her name on a plaque
You're like an old car, broke, need a tune-up
Chasing paper all day, even when the moon's up
Started in the basement, took it to the attic
Bottom to top, having all this cash is problematic
Get my strap, solve problems, trigonometry
A lil' bit of paranoia, nothing's wrong with me
Oxymoron, dirty money got me looking clean
Step in the scene, record-breaker by all mean
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