There is something in the Olympics, indefinable, springing from the soul, that must be preserved.” (Chris Brasher)
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Olympian Hopes Strive For Medals Of Gold
While My Mouth Yearns To Taste Winter’s Powdery Cold
Far East Meets Free West In Spectacular Feats
While My Eyes Follow Glimpses of Snowy Harsh Beats
Stiff Statue Encased In Luge Slip Slide Skid Sleigh
While My Ears Embrace Silence Of Snow Falling Way
Knees Jerk From Ski Motion In Cross Country Strained Steep
While Athletes Uphill Wonder Triumph Or Weep
In Smoothness Of Swan, Steel Blades In Free Spin
While Tense Breath From Last Leap, Fears Imperfect Within
Strong Arms With Legs Tandem, A Most Glittery Sight
While Such Synergy Motion Brings Zen Spirit Ignite
See Hopes For World Amity, Embrace Globe Goodwill
Crush Talk Of “Walled” Difference, I’ve Had More Than My Fill
Snippets of a Traveling Mind 
wow James your poetry is coming ahead in leaps and bounds with this Olympic effort!
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Oh thank you so much. I need a writing change right now.
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Wow. Your poem, beautifully captures the wonder, suspense, and elevated spirit of the Olympics.
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I wrote this blog just prior to the Stoneman Douglas shooting. Perhaps there are those who are grief struck who might obtain some positive solace from my words and especially the video. On a political note, I doubt if Trump has anything positive to share for healing this community. Parkland is heavily Democratic in voting behavior. I don’t want him visiting here as well.
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Superb poetry letting our minds dwell on athletic feats and how the Olympics bring countries together, even if temporarily.
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Exactly my point.
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