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The Match. the Net. the Ball.

Tension you can cut with a knife.
The crowd so divided.
Players with limbs so lithe.
Three long months since they last collided. 

Into the circle centre took a step.
The whistle was blown.
Next instant, the players after the ball leapt.
So competitive. So in the zone.

Brothers verses Sisters.
Husbands verses wives.
No Missus or Mister's.
Just two teams. Two sides.

Wing attack bowled over.
Wing defence offside.
If your gonna challenge us ever.
At least revise the rules, guys!

Treating it too much like football,
Long shots over head.
No short and fast passes of the ball,
Like play should be instead.

Goal attack sharp and fast.
Goal defence big and...just big.
Bounce passes needed for our lead to last.
Pathetic is their too confident jig.

Goal keeper so tall.
Solid in defence.
Goal shooter so small.
Imparts their skill thence.

At the edge of the hall.
One hundred breaths were held.
Now! The three second rule!
No closer a stare on that ball could've been held.

Up past the keepers wild lunge.
High above the net.
Before down, down- the plunge.
Right through that scraggerly net. 

Excitement rapidly boiling.
Till echoed the explosion.
Seven girls with joy squealing.
Seven guys in gutted humiliation.

But we hold up our hands.
At the final score.
Your win of that game stands.
And your sportsmanship we implore.

But come the summer.
When we play you again.
We'll show no mercy. 
Even to you our men. 

Until that fateful day,
Peace over our church reigns.
After all, the more fun it'll stay.
If rare the satisfaction remains.

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As I Lay Awake This Night

The woe's and the why's,
Lay heavy on my eye's,
Making me feel alone,
As I lay awake this night.

Had done and would be's,
Cause me to squirm,
To toss and to turn, 
As I lay awake this night.

Dreams and fantasies,
Plague me relentlessly,
I wish they'd let me be,
As I lay awake this night.

I switch the light on,
I switch the light off,
All the while feeling lost,
As I lay awake this night.

I flick through a book,
Before picking up my pen,
So to my own words I tend,
As I lay awake this night.

I write of my joy's and my woes,
Of my wants and my deeds,
All as consciousness flee's,
As I'd lain awake this night.

I open my eye's,
To a new morning,
That outside is dawning,
As I lay awake, sunlight.

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A Casual Observation

In your eye's gleam the stars!
               It's the middle of the day...
We never end a night in tears!
               We just argued last night away...

I've never meet any one 
as beautiful as you!
               Yet how your eye's are drawn 
               to the girl next in the queue...

I think of you all the time
You consume my every thought!               
               I know you only think of work
               to fund bribes to keep my protest naught.

I feel the future is bright for us,
Beyond what I can see, My Dear,
I'll protect you, on me you can depend.
               Protection against you is wise 
               but I daren't complain,My Thorn,
               Beyond what you can see, is only next weeks end.

You're such a patient listener,
I hope my speech has not bored.
               By no means, I must confess,
               I am relieved of your fraud!

You'll always be in my mind,
My love has never cooled...
               That would because there is none
               I am not like others fooled!
 
I can barely bring myself to leave...
               Shame you will be back again!
Know I don't believe my luck...
               When it ends know you're to blame!

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Maiden Voyage

There comes a moment in our live's
Be it this day, this year, this night
When all at once we can bare no more
Of life's struggles, strife, and fights.

Not to say we wish to end it
But just to retreat a little while
Like a ship that leaves the harbour
To sail a sea of trials.

To deal with one wave at a time
Tossing and turning with each blow
Of what beguiles us day to day
When riding high or lying low.

Woe betide us the awkwardness 
Of discussions with mother-dear
The to's and fro's of where to go
Resulting in life's understeer.

The highs of unchecked enthusiasm
Taking ourselves by surprise
With assurances of what we'll do
Towards the optimistic goal we dare to realise.

'Till at last we meet our pillows
For the truths to flow freely then
The floods of tears urge them forth
As for the first time, reality we tend.

The more we fight the more we fall
So says the back of our tired mind
But hoist the sail of want and drive
And work with the storms design.

Sometimes happenings feel larger than life
More like someone else's than our own
But just play the part and fight none
As is the only advice people seem to condone.

The step up and out can feel more like a fall
The stern ruling dominate over the bow
Severe is the harshness of reality
Of what we must face now.

No step by step instruction
Just a compass and a destination
Through the terrors we must ourselves navigate
It all being part of our confirmation.

The confirmation of what we choose to be:
An ocean liner with ease cruising through?
A fighting, battle worn frigate giving no chances?
Or an honest trade barge plodding through?

Once in a while settling at a mooring
With futures docks in sight
I know I long to stop forever there
And prolong the stillness and calm of this night.

Wether it's calm or just panic beyond measure,
I guess I'll never know
As each song on the wind's a current
That can lift me high or sink me low.

One summers day I'll reach that docks 
Of the place I'm meant to be
Far away yet oh so near
I hope that soon the end I'll see.

For now I guess I'll stay adrift
In a sea of uncertainties
And shout once more and again
A young sailor's prayers and pleads.

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Jack the Lad

A football you've followed the whole of your life,
From centre to goal... and missing it twice.
But this vice it seemed needed a rest,
So it eyed your feet close and selected the left.

The guilty from accounts was a bit of a prat,
But he helped with the ambulance, so we'll give him that!
A phone call you made, so calm and composed,
None of your pain and worry did it disclose.

In mud you lay for an hour instead,
As the ambulance was rescued from the mud hence.
Dosed up and examined you were retired to bed,
Prepped for surgery and occasionally fed.

Certainly fed up was what you became,
With nothing to do and your ward so plain.
But texts and e mails we received,
To come and see you, and your boredom relieve.

What fun we had making a fuss,
With Bless ya's and How's and chocolate a must.
Your tale you recounted many a time,
To family and friends, but staying modest in mind.

But now we leave you to recover,
The football reality, for now just virtual,
But as you adapt to the stairs and we tease you so,
We're glad your ok, and love you really you know!!

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The Comfrontation

Why do you always chose me?
Six billion people to chose from.
Yet always, without fail, it's me.
Always when things are picking up.
You tap me on the shoulder.
I look round- you've scarpered like a pup.
What is this game you're playing?
With my mind, my life, my very being.
Your constant poking while I'm praying.
Do you delight in vexing me?
Don't lie to me. I know you do.
When I fail, I see your glee.
You cloak me with disgrace.
Readily salting open wounds.
My self sees me with distaste.
See how I am splitting in two?
That's you're work. I see you're proud.
Your envious spark igniting battles new.

Why can't you just accept the truth?
That I'm happy with my imperfections.
There is no cause for you to be uncouth.
I don't want to be lost in your darkness.
I never have wanted to be, understand?
My sanity you may no longer caress. 
I banish you from my strife.
I like the thought of my life free of you.
My back no longer subject to your knife.
You've aged my way of thinking too much.
I am too young to have gained it, 
Yet feel as though I've lost my touch. 
You've no more power to isolate me.
My friends are stronger than you.
Now go. You are defeated. Leave.

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If...I'D...No.

If I were a bird,
I'd be soaring through the skies.
If I were a cat,
I'd be curled up by the fire.
If I were a dog,
I'd be running gleeful in the woods.
If I were a salmon,
I'd be swimming strong up river.
If I were a squirrel,
I'd be scurrying up a tree.
If I were a lion,
I'd be stalking a prey.
If I were a antelope,
I'd be sprinting across the Savanah.
If I were a monkey,
I'd be swinging from the trees.
If I were a penguin,
I'd be out smarting a shark.
If I were a shark,
I'd be ruling the sea.
If I were imagining I was any of these,
I'd most definitely, right now, not be me.

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Like the First Time

Oh my God! My King and Lord!
Here now my cry through my tears.
I fall to my knees late this night,
To greet you like the first time!
You've opened up my eye's once more,
Defeating my fear of life's plight. 

My Lord Jesus!
So long you've held me!
Quelled my anguished screams!
You took the pain alone. 
Suffered in full the Cross,
So only it's shadow passes over me.

Once more I give my life to you!
I cannot do it alone. 
But with you I'm never alone.
You've blessed me beyond all measure,
And will not hold my debt to me,
Reminding me what I've always known.

You are the way, the truth, the life.
The Alpha and Omega.
The Start and End of me.
All that I am is of your design,
And so should my life be. 
You know my heart better than I.

Help me.
Guide me.
Say yes.
Say no.
I wait.
Patient. 
Because,
I know,
You love 
Me.

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Alone With Someones Fate

Rooted, tightly I pull my coat around,
Against the wind and the haunting sound.
A howl that chills through the soul... 
                      
                       I shiver a dead man’s shiver.
                                   
                                   Whose grave has been trodden upon? 

A scuffle calls me hither, weaving around a boulder
My school bag, its burden great, falls from my shoulder. 
The busy street has abandoned me... 
                       
                        Anxiety smothers me without mercy.
                                  
                                    Who is it that’s following me? 

I stumble and slide over the earth,
Nature’s debris, after me, calling its wrath.
This wilderness that’s stolen me is not mine...   
                       
                       At a raven’s cackle I take flight.
                                   
                                   From where fell this dreadful night?

Running away from what I do not know.
I stop and stare, yet, as ever, I’m all alone.
A wisdom worn sunray calls to me... 
                       
                       A clearing ordering it to a close.
                                    
                                   Whose end is trying to end me?

A bus tears past, choking my throat, dirtying my hair. 
School children stalk a football, at rivals they glare.  
The town clock chimes four, signalling home...
                       
                       Memories of what passed fade.
                               
                                 But for my mundane, someone lost theirs?

What feelings are real...
                                                                  
                                    I no longer know.

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Which Way.

You called to me,
Away my face did turn,
Away from the embrace of your love,
Pulled by the grasp of darkness.

The wide road. So easy to follow.
Twisting and turning as I please it.
Yet against my will, down and down it flows.
Falling into the darkness that swallows it.

The narrow road. From which it's so easy to stray,
Through the tangle of wide roads it weaves,
Rising higher and higher, with sheer drops to guide my way.
Yet, as I stare guarding angels shine on and will do till the sun does not.