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These are some poems that I found that I thought were pretty cool. If you have one that you want up here then you can e-mail me at: BashfulFlirt05@msn.com with the poem and your name (or anonymous)!

COLORGUARD PRAYER
When the music starts and we stand proud and true
Please oh lord! Let the judges like what we do

May I stay in rhythm; let me not lose my count
for I dread they will see and point me out

This I well know is not so bad but,
buy the looks on my instructor could kill my dad

I ask not for myself but for the whole
let us march in straight lines, and not on our toes

May my hands be true even though they're black and blue
It's the price we must pay for the toss's that get away

Protect me oh lord! from you know who
They couldn't catch a cold you know this is true

When the show's almost over and the fans are on their feet
keep me smiling that same smile, even though I can not breath.

We Are The Show: Author Unknown

The time between seasons drags
And the days click by like dominoes
One by one they tumble over
Countdown to begin the show.

Then finally the season starts
The date is set, the time, the place
We organize another year
The calendars fill with practice dates.

Tosses, spins, amazing grace
The music haunts us day and night
Foot here, hand there, the flag in place
Practice, practice to make it right.

Performance faces, focused eyes
The music fills our hearts once more
Just like in practice all those times
We dance across the wooden floor.

A show well done fills up our hearts
The end result of hours strained
We burst with pride when we know it's good
And when it's not, we burn with shame.

All our shows improve by bounds
The season moves on faithfully
And all too soon it has to end
When it's all over, where will we be?

A little wiser, a little sad
To see another season go
But knowing we'll always treasure the time
When together, we were the show.

What it's like

Adrenaline pumping hearts beating,
Fingers throbbing, music leading.
All a part of a sport called colorguard,
The taste of sweat, you know it gets hard,
But ask any teammate, they'll probably say,
That's ok I like it that way.

All teammates are friends, each helps the other,
But practice isn't a time to call for your mother.
Tough it out, the coach might yell,
but with that phrase the attitudes swell.

Then those famous words come a new,
Set it up once lets do a run through.
Your music ends and you're breathing quite a bit faster,
You did a good run and you think you're the master.

Time to load the truck, it's not that bad,
Every one helps, even the dads.
Now time to relax, getting on the bus,
Now wait your hair now there's a fuss.
The gel, the spray, it all goes on there,
And now you don't even want to touch your hair.

Put on your makeup so it'll look right,
Don't mess it up, we don't want to fight.
Put on the headphones and litsten to "your" song,
Listen, relax, it won't be very long.
The bus comes to a stop, everyone knows that they're there,
Someone wakes you up and you check your hair.

Get all your stuff people and get on out here,
Now it sets in, just a little bit of fear.
You get to your room and take of your shoes,
Take a deep breath, there's nothing to lose.

Warm up and stretch out, get that equipment flying,
Don't busy yourself yet, don't want to see you crying.
Get your equipment and get ready to go,
Line up in the hall to put on your show.

They pull all the equipment on to the floor,
You step a little bit closer and look through the door.
The crowd is huge, you don't think you'll make it,
Breath nice and slow, you know you can take it.
It's your turn to put on your show,
Walk with pride you know it will flow.
Is the guard ready? Ya you think so,
Northmont High School you may present your show.

Look up at the crowd, make sure they see you,
It's your last chance, don't let this thing beat you.
Vibrant flags fly fiercely over head,
Catch it right or your arm will red.

Crack that rifle, you know you can do it,
All right, nice job, I knew you knew it.
Here comes the end, don't break down just yet,
It will be awesome, this is what I bet.

The zip of the flag, the final snag,
It looks great, you got it in the bag.
With hands trembling, you get up and say,
Yes, see I told ya I like it this way.

Watery eyes, spontaneous combustion of tears,
Screaming, excitement initiated cheers.
Go ahead let it out, you gave it your all,
Don't hold back, admit it, you had a ball.

You showed all those people what you got in you,
Some pain, some love, need I continue?
Some strength, some friendship, some talent, and grace,
You spread it around all over that place.

Just when you thought you were gonna be knocked down,
You bounced right back and refused to go down.
With all those going for ya, where next from here?
Do you know where you'll end up next year?

This is what makes up a colorguard,
Some people try but don't make it because it's too hard.
All the stress and the anger, some people can't take it,
And somewhere inside they know they won't make it.

All of my teammates have this desire,
Something in their heart that lights a fire.
To do all they need to, to pull off a show,
But what I hate the most is to see them all go.

So just a little something to say to my girls,
To me, you mean the world.
I love you all and I want you to know,
I'm so proud of you guys and our guard show.

I really, down deep, don't want this season to end,
I'm gonna miss it all so much and all of my friends.



I am in Guard
Tis where I belong
There is no other
Group or throng

All I know
Is twirl this, dance that
And I do it all
With the grace of a cat

I thrive on flags
Rifles and poles
Bruises and bumps
Adorn my skull

Guard geek I am
Stand proud and tall
Nothing I wouldn't do
To give my all

To give my all
And then some more
Is the only way
To enter that door

At Perfection's door
I knock and plead
I aim for its glory
I sweat and bleed

I am in Guard
This is my creed
To have that card
of Perfections breed.