It Is Back.

Goldfinch60



How can I write poetry when it’s back,

When cricket is back on television?

Up I get in the morning

And the tele goes on.

It is unheard of normally

But on this day I had cricket all morning,

And rugby all afternoon,

I was in my ‘field of dreams’.

At a time where I write poems

I was watching cricket,

The first time live test cricket

Was available to me.

It took me back to those days long ago

When cricket was always on the tele,

Those days of Cowdrey, Close and Dexter

Hitting the ball on black and white tv,

Wonderful childhood days.

Now it was back,

Back in my life in these Strange Times,

So some good had arrived in my life.

  • Author: Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 7th, 2021 02:28
  • Comment from author about the poem: Cricket is back on terrestrial television in the UK.
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 29
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Comments5

  • orchidee

    Good write Gold. How's the croquet?!

    • Goldfinch60

      Thanks Orchi, no croquet at present, not allowed to play according to the rules of Boris!!

      Andy

    • Poetic Dan

      I'm glad something came around as we can't spend all our by the river!

      I hope you get to that green soon my friend

      • Goldfinch60

        Thanks Dan, it is good to see test cricket on the tv once more.

      • willow tree

        It’s the small pleasures in life that bring us joy ! Cricket , poetry walking in nature ! I’m Glad some goodness showed up for you

        • Goldfinch60

          So very true Willow, those small pleasures are wonderful.

          Andy

        • Jerry Reynolds

          Sports on TV always a call to party Andy. Good write,

          • Goldfinch60

            True Jerry, thank you.

            Andy

          • L. B. Mek

            forgive me Andy, I'm not the biggest cricket fan, but your write still took me back - in-time...
            as I used to work at Lord's and Twickenham in my adventurous teens, and yes I ticked-off Wembley as well but try as I might Wimbledon - actually had standard's to uphold,
            so my grand-slam stadia dreams
            dissipated in straight sets, before
            I got anywhere near centre court... lol



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