At the A-Frame

 

wearing cleats
skates
in the summer
the
winter,
head down in the
dressing room,
rubbing the white paint
on  grass
sign of cross before
charging on chess board
for battle.
the pen, the stick the
bat, the ball the
puck – words waiting
to drop on page to speak
from mic
and understanding the love
of this game.
‘click the mechanism’
and shut out the world
JUST READ, JUST
WRITE
and before the audience
before
the game, bow the head
hear the anthem
and know for love or money
or institution,
you’ll play it again and
again.
at the cathedral steps
of great arena, stadium or
A-frame,
adjust the hat and lick
the fingers
Lord Stanley
or just Lord
hear me – grateful
and ready
…..sound the horn
and let
the game commence.
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About Crazy Irishman

Touted as a working man's poet, Martin Durkin has been writing professionally for the last 12 years. He has appeared in over twenty anthologies across North America, including, "And left a place to stand on", a collection of poems and essays about the late great Al Purdy. Durkin has also published two collections of poetry, "Hypnotic Childhood", and "The Sound of Quish". Over the past 4 years, Durkin has been on hiatus for the most part but has recently come back to the poetry scene creating a poetry site called crazyirishman.wordpress.com, where in the past year he has written over 100 poems and created a cross over page on https://www.facebook.com/crazyirishmanpoetry where he gives a story behind each of the pieces written. View all posts by Crazy Irishman

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