Croquet and Nature.

Goldfinch60



I stand on the bright green sward in ecstasy.
I look around and see nothing but Nature's wonder,
The fields going on to infinity,
Trees swaying gently,
The hills of the land rising in majesty.
I hear the plaintiff calls of Buzzards,
Looking up I see them
Sailing in majesty in the sky's blue ocean,
That ocean a background for white clouds
Gently sailing to eternity.

I stand here at peace,

At peace with Nature’s wonder,

Peace about me,

Peace within me.

 

I then hear another sound,

A gentle ‘thwack’ resonates.

I look across the lawn

And see a ball rolling,

Rolling towards a hoop.

I come back to reality

As I approach my ball,

I hit it towards a hoop,

The ball passes through

Bringing a thrill into me

Into my already peaceful being.

For what more could I ask,

Surrounded by Nature’s wonder

As I play the game,

The game that has become,

Become part of me,

Part of my life,

When I pick up that croquet mallet.

  • Author: Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 3rd, 2019 01:55
  • Comment from author about the poem: The place where I have started to play croquet is in the country side and all I can see around me is nature's glory as I play the game that seems to have become 'my drug of choice'.
  • Category: Reflection
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  • orchidee

    A fine write Gold. If only I had played croquet - or equivalent - in 1066, things may have all turned out differently!

    • Goldfinch60

      Thanks Orchi.

      I am still waiting in the pub for you but I warn you I have my croquet mallet with me in case you start singing!!

    • Michael Edwards

      I've never played it and you make me quite jealous.

      • Goldfinch60

        I am totally surprised at how this game has taken me. I have played ball/racket games for most of my life but this is an amazing game and the club I have joined is full of helpful, caring people.

      • dusk arising

        Good to read that now you have found your 'recreational drug of choice' you are "Giving it some hammer!"

        There's tangible feeling of tranquility flowing from your piece today. Which is pleasing to read because it does not come from the surrounds you describe but rather, it comes from within you yourself.

        Admiration.

        • Goldfinch60

          Thank you d a, yes there is a tranquility, it is so great to spend so much time in the countryside once again and I think it is that that gives me the peace within me and the game takes over my mind as I have to think about and concentrate on what to do.

          You are most kind.

          Andy.

        • Fay Slimm.

          That sounds like a game to enjoy amid the beauty of nature Andy - keep that ball rolling under those hoops............... a lovely read.

          • Goldfinch60

            Thank you Fay, yes it is very enjoyable.

          • Neville

            I am delighted you have found a good honest hobby.. and that you felt able to write about it again is a good sign..... Neville

            • Goldfinch60

              Thank you Neville, it has really surprised me how much I enjoy this game.

            • Alan .S. Jeeves

              Nicely done Andy. Stanza 1 describes where I live perfectly. I looked out of my window this morn' and saw exactly that. When I walked out of my door the cold kept me warm.

              Ex animo, Alan

              P.S. A like minded club near to where I once lived was called 'The Alamo' in honour of Davy Croquet!

              • Goldfinch60

                Yes being at one with nature does keep you warm.

                I assume you must have had a ball or four at the Davy Croquet?

              • Clara

                There's something incredibly peaceful and comforting about this. Nature and a hobby you seem to love... Just purely enjoying yourself. Content. Happy to be exactly where you are. Lovely. Just lovely.

                • Goldfinch60

                  Thank you Clara, yes I am in a good place at the moment.

                • ANGELA & BRIAN

                  Thanks for sharin* Uncle Andy ! Lang Lang & Chopin a perfect combo ! Ahhhh CROQUET (what Scoucers call CROQUETTE played wif big *ammers) Very prolific in Essex ~ we play it after a Full English (Mens Breakfast) @ Church ! I have played in the USA the Vistas are infinite. A great game for meditation ! Please check our Poem *Discovering a New Cave* and out latest FUSION *National Ode Day* please add a Poem ~ any STYLE ~ any SUBJECT ~ OK !

                  Blessings & Peace to You & Joyce
                  Love BRIAN & ANGELA 💙🧡💙🧡💙

                  • Goldfinch60

                    Thank you A and B.

                  • FredPeyer

                    Never played croquet, never played golf either, but you make it sound great.

                    • Goldfinch60

                      Golf has always frightened me as I know I would enjoy it and I would never be at home, croquet is becoming the same and that has really surprised me.



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