Black Poetry : 6 Minute Football

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  1. Harry Hyman

    Harry Hyman Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    6 minute Football

    The night was a bucket of blackness splashed on a canvas of stars
    Homebound in my green Chevy pickup on a backroad emptied of cars
    I could see my houselight in the distance like a flashing,flickering,flame
    I gunned the engine, raced up the road for tonight's great Football game

    Upon stopping, I looked in my mirror and saw some reflections of light
    Coming up the road it was only my buddies with pretzels and chips for the night
    We watched the game, talked and ate, laughing in our work-day duds
    With the keg on the table and the chips in the dip, we sucked down masses of suds

    The game was intense and rugged on a field of green, you see
    I wished and wanted to play there when something tugged me three
    Bill's eyes went wild, Frank threw up chips, Sam spewed beer suds on me
    I began dissolving, melting, merging into the game's TV

    Before I knew it with ball in hand, I was running for the touchdown goal
    Monstrous brutes, frothing at the mouth, ran behind to stop me cold
    They were gaining, almost upon me, that's when my Fear kicked in
    I could hear my best buddies yelling and shouting for me to win

    I was lifted in the air and slammed to the ground
    with a crunch and a crash not kind
    with my wind knocked out and waves of hurt
    from the weight of the brutes on my spine

    But the cheers went out with a Victory roar
    and I opened my eyes to find
    6 minutes of Pro Football I'll cherish,
    'cause the ball was over the line.

    HH
     
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    watzinaname Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    Hey, it could happen. I think many of us have imagined ourselves actually in the moment. This piece made me smile. Keep painting those scenes.
     
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    $$RICH$$ Lyon King Admin. STAFF

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    well felt scribe it really can happen too
    tyte drop poet
     
  4. Harry Hyman

    Harry Hyman Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    I'm glad we could imagine being there and feeling those crunches. Only in our scribes do we make it happen. Thanks for the good words. HH
     
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