Olympic Games Poem by shimon weinroth

seas full of motion,
rivers of movement,
men and women gathered
to play and compete

crowds roaring, cheering
urging them, to physical feats
in and out of the water, racing
running jumping and dancing

side by side and head on,
beautiful bodies, lithe, flexible
exerting their all, filled with
psyches of hope laughter and fun

stadiums filled to capacity
and beyond, on waves of ether
billions are watchers
urging them on, promises of glory

medals awarded for achievements
icons of success for future of admire
to spur the athletes of tomorrow

alas the blaring and cheering fosters
personal and national, egos of show
as if to say winning endows them
becomes a national trait
hallows them, sanctifies them forever

many unsung heroes who trained
for many seasons return un awarded
by national standards, how ignoble
such feelings would be

what of the fun and delicious
anticipation of preparing
engendered hopes and more hopes
oh Olympians the world over join hands

to honor those racing, flashing, dashing
back and forth across the fields of glory