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Premium Member Fatalists of Track and Field

Ancient men of track and field
asked, "What did our efforts yield?"
"I ran around and then I found
myself back at the start of the track."
"...And I vaulted to the sky, but could not fly,
and fell back to the ground."

Discobolus

Today I wish to discuss the discus
first flung in faraway Greco track and field events
as is it has no use whatsoever
yet serves its purpose to all intents
as an oblate spheroid weight
and altho' as you may know
a javelin one would hurl
a discus you should throw

Premium Member Here Come April Showers

Here come April showers.
Here come the last snow flurries.
The trees are jolly and rejuvenating,
Since the weather is now cool, spring
Is here. Yes, the lilies are blooming.

Here come the fledgling flowers.
The parks have extended their hours.
The children are roller skating and playing,
The track and field team is practicing,
And the dog owners are smirking and strolling.

Spring is here. The air is brand-new and fresh.
It rains sporadically. ‘Tis the time to stretch
Our imagination, to enjoy life to the fullest,
And to renew relationship. This is the best
Time to charm, chill, relax, pause, and rest.

Copyright © April 2020, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved.
Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poems.


Premium Member Marathon Man Plantar Aspect-

Walk on the plantar aspect;
Yonder sole walks through life's traffic

So on these streets he walks alone;
On cobbler pathways made of stone;

Tether bound feet worn polluted soles;
Trotting marching everywhere he goes;

Step by step by step by step lonely traveler;
Trolling throughout the city he goes;

Yet now preeminence instilled solace;
The marathon a walking gatherer;

Hindsight in the back of his mind he knows;
Like in biblical times he's  marching the streets of Zion;

Now still he stands he digress;
Embedded of The Souls of his feet bit so gravel;

Feet corns and bunions hurt ;
Done walked miles on this bumpy Earth;

Pathway lit lighted  flows;
Marathon Man walk on,  he walks alone-

On terrain this worlds track and field so graphic;
Marathon Man walk on plantar aspect;

8/26/21 ©
For A Brian Strand Rime Me Poetry Contest 
Sponsored by:  Brian Strand

Social Animals

What  if  they  played  and  no  one  came
To  actually  see  the  much  talked  about  game?
Football...basketball..track  and  field  too
They're  not  important, and  neither  is  school.

Let's  do  these  things  with  cameras  and  screens
Appropriate  viewing  for  impressionable  teens.
Don't  venture  out, just  stay  in  your  home.
You're  better  off  there, safe  and  alone.

But  kids  need  to  get  out  and  mingle  with  others.
While  we  may  look  different, we  all  are  our  brothers.
How  does  one  grow  if  you're  locked  in  a  room
Viewing  Grandma's  service  right  there  on  the  ZOOM?

        Jim  Hendrickson

Premium Member Impasse

I am looking for new ways to bedazzle you.
But I am at an impasse  and I can't move.
I feel like a bird with no wings,
Like a ship with no sail,
Like a car with no engine,
Like a swimmer with no water,
Like a runner with no track and field.
In my mind I move my feet but I don't move.
I want to wow you like I once did.
I want you to be in awe of me.
Your approval means the world to me.
I long to see you smile from within.
These words are spoken every day and 
night to a life size mirror on the wall.





Alexis Y. 
5- 8-18


Who Am I

I am black and I have the ability to glorify the King
I am great and in believing in him, I have authority over all things
I am the Father and Mother of past, present and future
Peacemakers, Educators, Scientists, Musicians, Scholars, Kings and Queens

I am John Love the sharpener inventor
I am Mae C. Jemison the astronaut
I am Martin Luther King the peacemaker
I am Toni Morrison a contemporary novelist.

I am Muhammad Ali the boxer
I am Wilma Rudolph the Olympic track and field champion
I am Tiger woods the golfer
I am Lucy Laney the educator.
 
I am Jack Johnson the heavyweight
I am Rosa Parks the segregation leader
I am Jesse Wilkins the physicist and mathematician
I am Serena Williams a tennis player.

I am Isaac Murphy the great through-bred jockey
I am Bessie Coleman the first licensed African American pilot
I am Chester Burnett the blues singer
I am Eleanor Holmes a politician and civil rights activist.

I am Thomas Dorsey the father of gospel music
I am Chadwick Boseman the famous Black Panther actor
I am Barack Obama the forty-four first 
Black Afro-American president, we are the future.
We are the hope for the lost and forgotten generation.

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