Trophies Poems - Poems about Trophies

Most of my life I’ve tried to hide scars because they were ugly reminders of things I didn’t want to think about. And a lot of those scars were invisible to the naked eye. A human couldn’t see these are scars, similar to deep open wounds within me. I learned they are not damaged...

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Virtual trophies (wife for I)... offered, husbanded, and collected when winning solitaire Nothing beats that exaltant rush of adrenaline watching the computer generated cards automatically routed to their respective suite (spot) (after they get turned face value up) generates countenance to evince a grin. This heart felt diamond in the rough gamboling ace of a man learned to call a spade a spade soon...

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Don’t suppose the victory was yours alone The laurels you wear proudly a solo affair, For in you are the talents of your ancestors Much teaching from others residing there The encouragement of your loving peers Urging applause you received along the way Those who trained you and buoyed you up Who set records you worked so hard to break Be sure to...

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Rosco Adagio, aka for the Cross Promotional event that was secretly planned to get rid of reporter hype and fakenews. Dance floor records was named the place for the secet meetings. Due to the lack of cooperation between several minor league promotions: meaning their unwillingness to unite and promote matches together to up there numbers and gain more media attention, several larger promotions started...

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Let your tears of joy fall! They are a poet's soul's rushing waterfall. If a great poet, you feel more more than most. Your desire for mediocre poetry is not your thirst. Of fearless, true,reality in poetry is your infinite search! You write for the sheer love you have for your artistry, Realizing completion~you have no need for an invisible trophy!        ...

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Nine little trophies, all in a line Polished, statuesque, and radiant Reflecting the feats that I call mine Standing together, a golden shrine To the person I yearned to become To the person I hoped to define Confining myself is asinine I am more than my accomplishments Time to move on from the golden nine ---- May 10th, 2021 A Time for Nine Poetry Contest Syllables counted...

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Night tail of the dark leave in light hues unfolding the tar-mar black sky of the pitch. When the light carries away the darkness. Between us, night fades into the distance. And the Sun glows bigger and brighter. Measuring the ratio of time everywhere. Emptying atmosphere thinner than air. Wining trophies where moments gather. In rhapsody on warm summer nights The...

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No reason to impress others.... They don't care a rip! It is their trophy they want to win. As if that was what was poetry was all about. Simply to impress, and block all others out? You tell me! I am at a loss..........why not help other poets, rather than you be so boss! I don't want to run a contest~no, not me. I...

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Ever wonder what difference it might make To relinquish a trophy for someone else's sake Who needs a win in their life right then When you have a history of getting the win? Ever wonder what difference it might make To give up what would be easy to take To realize the other fellow needs to score While you only crave one...

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No, are not in any contest found. It is your comments to my poetry, that to my heart are bound. No one comment is better than  another. For to me, when you comment, you are automatically my sister or my brother! I see great poets here, lying dead with sixty reads. Does it take that long to comment and do a good deed? What's the big...

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Gaiety kids bubbling laughter in scarlet delighT Ladened with trophies of sparkling rusted coppeR Observing the bounteous man who'd vanished long agO Rivers of innocence flood the abandoned summer camP Inside his heart only the old man knows the trutH Onlooking little kids remind him of his grandson's origamI Uplifting his blue spirits they leap at bouncing reveriE Smiling as he hands...

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Walking only in warmest sunshine. Being jubilant to honor, only  His name! Realizing we were all given different poetic gifts. So we are in no way, the same. Try not to compare yourself to others. For you are a miracle unto yourself! So, you see, whatever you write, comes as a blessing from the Man in Heaven. Seven times seven! He is the One who deserves the Gold...

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trophies on the mantle proud lineage posted on September 7, 2018...

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Champion of life, trophies on the road Accolades for someone else, —one more thing to know (Seattle Washington: March, 2017)...

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Halfway through a laugh and I get flashbacks of my black past that always haunts me I see it everywhere even on me I’m all full of scars my psyche and body they’re everywhere they became too hard to cover scars from a number of wars and battles cheaters and backstabbers But today I look at those scars differently I see the beauty in them I’m not the victim anymore they’re no longer...

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