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Rated: E · Poetry · Sports · #991178
Amateur hockey players are lucky to find a rink. The bleachers are bare, or are they?
In bleachers bare

Hey you down there!
Do you hear the cheers?
as you place the puck
so neatly there,
between the pads,
goal-bound.

Hey you smile-eyes!
Can you feel the cheer?
up in the bleachers bare,
where those who loved
you while they lived,
love still.

Hey you old man!
You'll join us soon enough;
but, for now play on
and give us thrills,
our silent cheers
heart-bound.

© Kåre Enga

Catalogue number: [160.553]
15 september 2003.


Author's notes: The over 30 league of amateur hockey players are lucky to find a rink and half way decent hours to persue their passion. Sometimes friends and family show up, but basically the bleachers are bare, or are they?

For Gary McPike, John Grech, Russell Barone.
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