Carrying their sticks with them - v2

Seeing them walking forward
The young, the old, the others
All with one goal, one purpose,
Like watching sharks from the shoreline
Or maybe only seeing fish out of water
Never seeing them in their natural habitat
Where they live, they thrive.
 
Crossing the parking lot, at all hours,
Every shape and size and color
Carrying their sticks with them
Some like guns to a gunfight
Others like quivers over their shoulders
Different gaits, different affects,
Until they enter the door.
 
Only, later do we see
The slight swagger of the victors
After the games, the tournament,
The constant honing of their craft.
They engage in friendly banter
All part of the fellowship
United by the sticks that they carry.
 

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Edited January 15, 2023

Carrying their sticks with them – v2

https://raymondafoss.blogspot.com/2023/01/carrying-their-sticks-with-them-v2.html

Adding a third stanza about after the games,

based on conversation with an English teacher about the poem

January 15, 2023

Carrying their sticks with them

https://raymondafoss.blogspot.com/2023/01/carrying-their-sticks-with-them.html

Anastasia Billiard Room

A1A S, St. Augustine, FL,

Written on day of an APA tournament

 

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