A push
A grunt
A cry of pain
The scream of a whistle
The gasp of the crowd
As a red piece of paper
Flutters to the ground
The soccer ball rolls
Lost without its leaders
The red card glides
On the wind of
A thousand hearts of the crowd
Reaching out to the accused
The landing of the soft green turf
Is more like the impact of a meter on earth
The rough player eyes glaze over
The coach begins to scream
The crowd begins to whisper
The poor soccer player
Has died a different kind of death
One without blood
But it was still red.....
A grunt
A cry of pain
The scream of a whistle
The gasp of the crowd
As a red piece of paper
Flutters to the ground
The soccer ball rolls
Lost without its leaders
The red card glides
On the wind of
A thousand hearts of the crowd
Reaching out to the accused
The landing of the soft green turf
Is more like the impact of a meter on earth
The rough player eyes glaze over
The coach begins to scream
The crowd begins to whisper
The poor soccer player
Has died a different kind of death
One without blood
But it was still red.....
Author notes
Okay, I had to write this! I was at a soccer game for a friend and he got a red card for pushing (and then kicking)(he's really not that mean!!)..and it was just...so...sad to watch! I mean this kid lives for soccer! I...i just needed to get it down..know what I mean?
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Comments
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Unless one is a die hard soccer fan, this poem does not mean much to them. TO those that know about the game, they will understand the importance of the red card and the devastating effect this can have on a team
that loses one of their best players for the rest of the game. Easy to read and understand. -
wow i thought it was gonna be like someones heart exploding, but ya i remember when i played soccer and red cards always sucked


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Interesting write about a red card. I would have thumbed my nose at the ref and gone on my way. Nothing to be embarrassed about at all...Scott


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"The crowd beginns to whisper" - "beginns" would be "begins". The ending was sort of weak, I feel that you could work on that to be more coherent to the whole of the poem.
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Wow this is incredible! I love the way its written. And the overall.... Its just so incredible. I love it. This has to be my favourite piece by you!
Its grrrreeat! (like Tony the Tiger)
~theharvester
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I really like your writting its really good
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... inspiration comes from some of the most unexpected places sometimes, and it's usually that kind of inspiration that gives us some of our best ideas and work ...
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Yes I do know just what you mean!...sometimes life just isn't fair but yet it is!...we have to learn from our mistakes and then grow to become the wiser
I have really enjoyed your words and thank you for sharing



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