lost dreams (Remove filter)
A Village Cricketer's Lament
I’m batting at eternal number ten.
My mediocre talent falls apart;
Soon I’ll be walking back on nought again.
I’m in a team of skilled, well-coached young men,
Convincing me that cricket is an art.
I’m batting at eternal number ten.
I do not move my feet or sidestep when
A lethal bouncer flies towards my heart.
Soon I’ll be walking back on nought again.
...
Friday 5th April 2024 7:37 am
Recent Comments
Stephen Gospage on Woke
2 hours ago
Stephen Gospage on I could see myself doing this job.
2 hours ago
Jon on New Life
2 hours ago
Stephen Gospage on Save the children
2 hours ago
Stephen Gospage on Draft Dodger
3 hours ago
7eVen on Melancholy.
3 hours ago
Mike Bartram on Kim Phúc The Napalm Girl
3 hours ago
leon stolgard on INTO INCENDIARY MARTYRDOM
4 hours ago
Jon on New Life
5 hours ago
John Coopey on SPRING CAFE
5 hours ago