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Frozen Glory

man triumphs only when there are no boundaries
and with this game the boundaries are set in stone
the team around you, the boys you have grown to know
the rich and the beautiful have come to see the show
steel cuts into the frozen water at our feet
the black mistress has become our only focal
our lumber bound together with adhesive ammunition
I am never alone on the ice or near the ice
breaking away or circling backward
patience is the name of the game
the more it changes, the more it remains the same
my home's past-time -- my families passion
nothing hits my ears quite as audibly; 
as the sound of steel on ice
you were my first true love
hockey, you are my only true love.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Date: 2/15/2016 11:24:00 AM
Ingvar, Enjoyed the way you expressed every line. Please keep writing and sharing your poetry. LOVE LINDA
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Date: 12/1/2014 6:13:00 PM
We have hockey here in South Florida, The Panthers, but I know it's not as popular as up north. I went to a few games when the team was new and winning. It's a lot of fun, although I've seen more fights than goals! An excellent write, Ingvar!! Hugs, Rhonda
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Date: 11/25/2014 8:29:00 AM
A Lovely poem. I'm refreshed reading through your lines.Thanks for the share. Definitely a 7
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