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Daily Archives: 5 December 2014
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Posted in poetry
Tagged bliss and glad life, communication, consequence, forgiveness, frustrations, introspection, poem, relationships, resilience, timing, weakness
Game Clock Time
I’m told in certain circumstances in tournament soccer play, it can be advantageous to lose a game so that you play a weaker opponent next, and a stronger opponent plays a stronger opponent, possibly losing, thus allowing you to play the weaker team and win. I suppose it is possible that under certain circumstances, a tie would be advantageous, and possibly a 0 – 0 tie. That supposition is a required backdrop for this poem.
The hour appears to draw near
When the game clock sings
And the crowd will cheer;
And I will leave the field a victor,
Despite the score being zeros.
Not by my being a hero, no.
By: my fear of the unknown,
the strength side of my weakness,
my ultimatum uncommunicated, unfulfilled.
All shots on the goal missed;
Some deflected, others poorly timed,
And some badly aimed.
And though time remains,
I’m like a quarterback
Kneeling after the snap;
I must keep the ball
Centered mid-field
And watch the clock expire,
For fear a warning dream
Becomes my future,
And I don’t wake with a scream.
I must watch the clock run out,
From self-respect on a two-way street,
Where what’s good for the goose—
You may think I’ll be tired,
Running around in circles
Trying to keep the ball away;
But the only circles I’ll be running
Will be the ones in my mind.
There’s but two on the field:
The goalie and me.
Guarding the goal, the goalie won’t yield;
Never engaging me to take the ball.
I cannot enter the goal box,
So I set the ball at mid-field,
And slowly back away;
Still, the goalie won’t engage.
© 2014 H.K. Longmore
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Tagged bliss and glad life, communication, consequence, forgiveness, frustrations, introspection, poem, relationships, resilience, timing, weakness