Monday, February 28, 2011

2-28-11 Concrete Poem

Goal Horn
I
am
often
blessed
during a game
when your presence
is heard as that light
that bright red light flips
on the crowd cheers as you play
your tune of victory you electrify
the players as they strive to achieve
the most important component to winning in
this game we play upon the frozen surface which
lay beneath our feet it is a gift from the hockey gods
to embrace the overwhelming mood that your sound sways over
the entire arena it is so special to hear your lovely tune play.



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