“Kick” – a poem


 

lining up the field hockey net’s crossbar

because there are no uprights

he kicks the field goal

 

 

from 45 yards

(he has paced them off)

he hits eight out of ten

 

 

he uses no tee

he has no holder

he is kicking without benefit of team or spectators

 

 

first he kicks back with his heel

gouging a suitable depression

in the burned out turf

of the park’s playing field

 

 

he stoops and places the football

gently so that it will remain upright

steps back

 

 

then launches it

with all the unreleased

energy of his calf and his thigh and his back

 

(from the chapbook “Change-Up – Poems and Stories” by W. J. Gibson, 1984)

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Author: William J. Gibson

62 year old - writer/photographer Canadian, survived open heart surgery, received kidney transplant, sometimes dour, sometimes amusing, over six feet in height, severely follicle challemged

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