Grand Slam Night poem – A. D. Winans poems | Poetry Monster the lights are low
you can see the sweat beads
bathing his face like a lizard’s tongue
the crowd is standing on its feet
screaming, dancing, whistling
stomping their feet to the tune
of a marching band
he’s gyrating his hips
making love to the mike
his words are thunder
lightning bolts appear from nowhere
the poems are burning in his hands
the crowd is screaming for more
he’s running up and down the aisle
reciting the ten commandments backwards
he’s back on stage doing acrobatics
the audience is spellbound
the judges are frantically writing
down their scores
he’s standing on his head
he’s trying to raise the dead
he’s brought in the Pope for a duet
the guy waiting his turn
looks white as a ghost
Copyright ©: A. D. Winans
A few random poems:
- the secrets , we hide by tulip
- Владимир Корнилов – Прежнее слово
- Вера Звягинцева – Шафрановым загаром
- Яков Полонский – Одному из усталых
- Sonnet 58: That god forbid, that made me first your slave by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 96: Some say thy fault is youth, some wantonness by William Shakespeare
- Child by Sylvia Plath
- For The Future by Wendell Berry
- Николай Заболоцкий – Как мыши с котом воевали
- The Buddhist poem – Aleister Crowley poems | Poetry Monster
- Eddi’s Service by Rudyard Kipling
- Алексей Ржевский – Портрет
- Why do ye torture me? by Patrick Pearse
- Past One O’Clock … by Vladimir Mayakovsky
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Poems in English
- Why England Is Conservative poem – Alfred Austin
- Who Would Not Die For England! poem – Alfred Austin
- “When the reaper lays the sickle by ” poem – Alfred Austin
- When Runnels Began To Leap And Sing poem – Alfred Austin
- ” When in the long–drawn avenues of Thought” poem – Alfred Austin
- “What ails you, Ocean, that nor near nor far” poem – Alfred Austin
- “`Were I a Poet, I would dwell” poem – Alfred Austin
- Since We Must Die poem – Alfred Austin
- Wardens Of The Wave poem – Alfred Austin
- To The Autumn Wind poem – Alfred Austin
- To Robert Louis Stevenson poem – Alfred Austin
- To Ireland poem – Alfred Austin
- To England poem – Alfred Austin
- To Ellen Terry poem – Alfred Austin
- To Beatrice Stuart–Wortley Ætat poem – Alfred Austin
- To Arms! poem – Alfred Austin
- To Arms! (II) poem – Alfred Austin
- To Alfred Tennyson poem – Alfred Austin
- “‘Tis because, though in dusky bower” poem – Alfred Austin
- Time’s Weariness poem – Alfred Austin
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