Life On Green Baize
Sure this is just another snooker hall
dark with that familiar smell, smoky stale,
emerald green baize field of play, cue ball
pristine white, cushioned top and bottom rail,
looking around table chalked cue in hand
nerves on edge competent opponent feared,
black ball is superior, in total command
head of table, respect, envied, revered,
players of a game with such emotion,
a triangle of red, heart of the game
waiting in anticipation to be broken
becomes arteries, flowing veins of frame,
protecting games heart is feminism
star of sensual images of soft pink
producer of pessimism, pure optimism
heart raiser missing her your game will sink,
self-centred like middle age sits the blue
game winner, destroyer between pockets,
double edged sword, be absolutely true
like past loves hidden in an emerald locket,
leader of bulk strong resilient games defender
main protector from harm incurred, the brown
discard it's importance no pretender,
game loss creator of nervous breakdown,
on left not insignificant though in disguise
camouflaged the green ball on sea green baize
low valued but important to realise prize
baging this will be envy of opponents blaze,
on right flank of brown, greens bedfellow
though of lower rank, shows no cowardice
this games life giver beautiful yellow,
conclusion of life's game, participation is nice.
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