#boxer
on the ropes: pummelled;
somehow, he stays on his feet:
the bell ends the round!
Aug 20, 2021
Aug 20, 2021 at 12:07 PM UTC
a pair of red gloves,
fury in brown boxer shorts;
blood splattered on floor!
Apr 30, 2018
Apr 30, 2018 at 8:40 PM UTC
I remember all of the
Shattered glass
Of every pain that put
Me here,
The unbearable sound of its
Submissiveness
With its meaning long lost
In the wind
Oct 26, 2016
Oct 26, 2016 at 6:15 AM UTC
A man, a movement,
Whose words stung like a Bee,
But had the masses floating to him,
When he spoke about peace,
He shook up the World like he said he would,
And twisted our perceptions of what it meant to be a true hero,
And for that we thank you.
Jun 12, 2016
Jun 12, 2016 at 8:27 AM UTC
The ten count is over
He's down for the count
The Greatest is gone from this world
But, we will remember
He will stay here forever
As we think of the quips that he hurled
As fast as his fists flew
His lip was much faster
He rhymed with the greatest of ease
Parkinson's slowed him
But, we will remember
The Greatest of All...ALI
Known by the masses
After his time in the ring
He was an angel sent to this earth
He had his convictions
Became a man of the people
He showed what a real life was worth
A true gentle giant
With the speed of a mongoose
The Louisville Lip...that was he
We all know his trademark
How he floated and stung
The Greatest...Muhammad Ali
Jun 4, 2016
Jun 4, 2016 at 7:15 PM UTC
"Smack-dab
sure I existed in
the equilibrium
of a blackeye
shut to the
perforations of
strangled
restraint."
Jan 4, 2016
Jan 4, 2016 at 6:29 PM UTC
your hands are calloused
your knuckles raw
your mouth is ******
your opponent on the floor
your heart is broken
your mind is numb
you’ve given up on hope
you don’t know what you’ve become
your victories stem from pain
your power from dismay
your glory from rage
you always knew it’d end up this way
one more fight
one more scar
one more win
to remind you who you are
every now and then
in the middle of a fight
her laugh echoes in your head
it reminds you of the light
the light you once had in your soul
the light which he stole
the light which kept you sane
the light which kept you whole
the thought of her
makes you push harder and faster
memories of her touch
remind you of your happily never after
the last time you saw her
the last time you tasted those lips
you always knew it’d come to an end
but just not like this
so you go in for that extra punch
you train that extra night
you cross the limits one more time
you win every last fight
victory after victory
you’re going through the motions
only you and her know
that you’re devoid of emotion
for a hero you’re called
and a champion as well
the truth is, however,
that you’re just a bitter man going through hell
Jun 13, 2015
Jun 13, 2015 at 2:23 PM UTC
She does not own a fighter's body
But you can tell right from the start
That the thing they have in common
Is...she has a fighter's heart
For as long as I have known her
A scrapper she has been
A lioness well challenged
She is cunning, though not mean
Her battle is internal
Her trophy is her life
Her body's full of cancer
She's tap dancing on a knife
She won't back down from any fight
Not this one...that's for sure
She determined like a fighter
She wants this fight...and one more
It's a battle for survival
She's as tough as old Ali
Her battle cry is awesome
"You will not be taking me"
I write this for my mother
The toughest woman that I know
And regardless of her cancer
Her pain...she'll never show.
May 2, 2012
May 2, 2012 at 7:01 PM UTC
The Boxer stands alone tonight.
There are no crowds to cheer him on.
There are no opportunities to pass him by.
The Boxer stands alone tonight.
His head is bowed, no longer strong.
His heart no longer knows what's right.
The Boxer stands alone tonight.
He can't remember for how long.
He can't remember what it felt like
to live
carry on
to be strong
to fight.
The Boxer stands alone tonight.
There is no one here to hear him cry,
alone in the ring, as baroque music flies
through the air; through his soul,
and at last lets him sleep.
There is not a soul left there that cares to cheer him on;
When he passes, there is no one left that deigns to weep.
Mar 17, 2015
Mar 17, 2015 at 10:27 PM UTC