Unjustified Violence.

Goldfinch60



There I was just sitting on the lawn

Minding my own business,

Not upsetting anyone.

Then THWACK!

I got hit!

HARD!

Off I rolled

Along the soft green grass.

I slowed down,

Stopped and wondered,

Wondered why I had been hit,

I hadn’t upset anyone.

So I was basking in the sun

Listening to nature,

Then THWACK!

I got hit again!

Not so hard,

But I was rolling to my friend,

And uncontrollably I hit him.

He looked at me

With anger,

Then THWACK!

I was hit again

By another friend.

I went sailing along the lawn,

Stopped once more.

Then THWACK!

I was hit again!

I went sailing under a bridge.

Time and time again it happen,

I was hit by a block of wood,

Or by a friend,

Or I hit a friend,

All for no apparent reason.

I just did not understand

This unjustified violence.

It is not much fun

To be a croquet ball.

 

  • Author: Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 14th, 2021 01:20
  • Comment from author about the poem: As many of you know I play croquet 5 or 6 days a week and this cam to me the other day.
  • Category: Humor
  • Views: 39
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Comments6

  • orchidee

    Oh lol. good write Gold.

  • Accidental Poet

    Sounded to me like the life of Orchi. ; ) Great write Andy.

    • Goldfinch60

      Thanks AP, we banned Orchi because he wouldn't stop trying to sing!

      Andy

      • Accidental Poet

        How about putting Orchi in the dog kennel to sing with the dogs? No we can't do that, the dogs might kill him. I know, we put him in a sound proof room with wallpaper on all walls of crowds of people so he thinks he's singing with them all. ; )

      • L. B. Mek

        a fun read to help inject that Friday feeling Andy,
        thanks!
        although, I suggest
        there's much worse Manmade things to be, than a ball
        in a sport,
        like a fish hook, maybe or a bullet
        accessories both, to that other type
        of hunting sport
        where those who get knocked down
        never get to see the Sun, again...
        (please note: commentary is on
        hunting for Pleasure not need)

        • Goldfinch60

          I do not believe in hunting either Mek.

          Andy

        • dusk arising

          If you had to choose, which colour croquet ball would you be?

          • Goldfinch60

            Surely choosing a colour could be perceived as showing a bias to colour.

            Andy

            • dusk arising

              I'm inclined toward bright colours so i'd choose yellow, red or orange if there was one. Reading your reply though brought to mind colour associated with racism which hadn't entered my mind when i made my first comment. But yes, it's a sign of our times that we should be cognisent of any correlation.

              • Goldfinch60

                There are two sets of croquet balls, the primary set are Blue, Red, Black and Yellow.
                The secondary set are Green, Pink, Brown and White, so you could have two out of the three in your choice.

                Andy

              • Jerry Reynolds

                Good story Andy. Love the suggestions the images make.

                • Goldfinch60

                  Thank you Jerry.

                  Andy

                • Andy Hunter

                  Had me puzzled until I got to the end. Very good 🙂

                  • Goldfinch60

                    Thanks Andy, this shows that until you reach the end of anything you may never know the answer.

                    Andy



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