Life Tennis Poems

I love being bouncy, being green, being fun!
I jump and I hop, and I dance all around.
Being chased by children from two to a hundred...

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These are the best sports poems by Michael R. Burch, Part V

Just Smile
by Michael R. Burch

We'd like to think some angel smiling down
will watch him...

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Tennis shoes paraded through my mind
Taking me hostage and tying me up.
With laces that seemed longer than most

They were designed with neon colors
Not one or...

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Bay area's crown jewel, The Claremont,
Where age 24 Steve Jobs and I talked,
Well, him--as to the future--I was shocked,
The guy aimed high, humble, who want...

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The head of a racket has many holes
Hit one just right, and a target is scored
Not every shot can accomplish your goals
Practice is needed, it...

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Thirty years since Mrs Meckin 

Said "Sian, who are y' markin'?"

on the hockey field


Wind chillin'

Legs freezin'

Knuckles reddenin'

Clutchin' the rubber handle of my Mum's
old hockey stick



Always...

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Playing tennis? Whack that ball!
Must at least be four feet tall!
Better at least know how to play
Or else it's a real tough day!...

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PINK TENNIS SHOES

I mother always pride galore
 until the words from daughter abhor.

Her gentle heart and loving embrace
smashing to pieces. She fell from grace.

Her untied...

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"I like how we have to pretend like we're playing,"
I said, though we were playing, my older brother and me,
But now he was headed over...

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