Thursday, March 31, 2011

The Echos of The Field 3/31/11

I’m so not in the mood to talk about what is wrong with sports - Ohio State’s Jim Tressel and his questionable violation reporting, the developing Auburn story, the NFL lockout and the impending NBA lock out, or the fact that the Knicks have a $200 million payroll that can’t play defense. I would like today to be about celebrating what is good in sports





THE ECHOES OF THE FIELD


Sunrise…


What was darkness turns green and brown

A slow rise to life, at first without a sound

Morning dew weighs on every blade of grass

Murmurs of the dawn echo across the field


Echoes of hope, glory, heroes long past

For some the beginning

For others the last

That misty trot through the tunnel where so many have past


A worn rank and file

Collected dreams in a pile

But I tip my cap and smile as…

I am once again a child.


Happy Opening Day!
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4 comments:

  1. Il Capo Di Tutti CapiMarch 31, 2011 at 1:05 PM

    Wow this is very nice. Nice poem

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  2. taniaApril 1, 2011 at 9:26 PM

    a different perspective of time:

    ...
    Hoy ya no cumplo años.
    Duro.
    Se me suman días.
    Seré viejo cuando lo fuere.
    Nada más.
    ¡Rabia de no haber traído el pasado robado en el bolsillo!

    ¡El tiempo en que celebraban el día de mi cumpleaños!...

    (De “Aniversario”, Fernando Pessoa)

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  3. Jesse Bueno LoveraApril 2, 2011 at 9:46 PM

    Thanks. I actually wrote this years ago but decided to resurrect it for Opening Day.

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  4. LitzyApril 17, 2011 at 7:05 AM

    I love the poem.

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