With a ball at their feet

L. B. Mek


Notice of absence from L. B. Mek
'fare ye well' kind friends

blades of grass bow in revere

in deference to a pulsating metamorphosis 

of leather-bound orb symmetry’s: captivating majesty  

 

tip’s tap teasingly

toes tempered thrusts,

feet finesse fearlessly

fast feverish fun

 

heart thunders electricity

passion - igniting immersed dedication 

artistry of acrobatic ankle - precision

creativity of complexity’s exquisite simplicity,

 

drenched in exertion’s rains

lungs flaming breathless - in delight

bright eyed - aliveness within instinctive deftness 

 

achievement goal’s rewarded with a solitary

glove muffled clap in a muddied park, or

mass crowds exploding in stadia: releasing hushed anticipation 

and drowning moment of conceptualised ambition  

 

freedom, immortalised in sporting feats of self-expression

exhilaration’s triumphs as testimony to bewitching realisation 

revealed effortlessly: within each moment spent

with a ball at their feet

 

 

© L. B. Mek

September 2018

  • Author: L. B. Mek (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 23rd, 2020 03:25
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  • Fay Slimm.

    Thrill of the game captured with detailed imagery throws this well-crafted piece of prose-poetry into first class writing. Great read again L.B.

    • L. B. Mek

      thank you Fay, I was a fanatic in younger days, now capitalism's stain has dwindled my passion to mere passer-by observations, but still I can't help thinking of the beautiful game, like those who fondly recollect the aching veracity of their first love's: gravity

    • Neville


      even without the title .. it would have been impossible not to both enjoy and comprehend precisely where these words were taking the reader sir ... you are a winner mate having scored the winner well before the final whistle ...

      • L. B. Mek

        lol, oh how nerve wracking it is to sit on an early lead - waiting for that final whistle to burst your bubble of unease - glad you liked it, was a fun write

      • orchidee

        I never knew there was so much in this game. Well, I know now! lol.
        I can't say that T & F stanza after a couple of whiskies! (verse 2).
        I don'tsh drinksh really, you knowsh. Good acting there, innit?! lol.

        • L. B. Mek

          ha, reducing my write to a T & F stanza... maybe I should retitle it? lol
          dear sir you have the clarity of superman's x-ray vision when deciphering the merit of what you read,
          though I can't share your take on liquor courage my friend, I'm one of those who would only attempt to say that T & F stanza: after, a few drinksh - usually sipping on something stronger than whisker tickler whisky's as well,
          thanks for the support and chuckles

        • Goldfinch60

          Good write LB about a game for gentleman played by hooligans where rugby is a game for hooligans played by gentlemen.

          Andy

          • L. B. Mek

            well, em... that's definitely a colloquialism reflective of popularised simplistic opinions, though I doubt things are ever that 'pigeon hole' simple,
            would be a fun experiment to see Rugby become as globally popular as footy and thus subjected to the same moral butchery of capitalism,
            worth a few rounds of beer discussing it among us open minded hooligans I feel, lol
            thanks for the engagingly supportive comment Andy

          • RDS

            Not often I read poetry about the beautiful game and you do well to capture grace, strain and elation in your phrases. Thanks L. B.

            • L. B. Mek

              took a few years but eventually felt like it was decent enough to share, I tried to encapsulate that simple essence we fall in love with as children, not the commercialised entity we see on our HD screens,
              thanks for the encouraging and detailed feedback

            • Poetic Dan

              Interesting read, I used to love to play with all my mates but sadly saw the other face!!

              Was bullied and picked on for not supporting a team, at least each fight kept me keen... School of life created this dark & light, to see its all in the game... Most of the time humanity fluffs it up!

              Thanks again for the inspirational thoughts, much peace and respect!

              • L. B. Mek

                thank you sir, for taking the time to make such a well considered comment, I agree we of humanity have a certain flair for messing things up royally, lol



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