He stares into his ceiling
absentmindedly—
contemplating, his mother presumes,
of yesterday’s practice.
“Football’s tough,” echoes of
his coach’s voice play in his head.
He casually rubs his fingers
against a swollen cheek;
it is smooth.
“You need elephant skins—”
that’s his sister’s advice.
“You need an ice-pack?”
He carelessly brushes
aside his mother’s touch.
He notices suddenly
the wrinkles on his ceiling—
he painted them before—
Rough, he thought.
Author notes
Theme: Skin
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This is an interesting write. I like the take on the theme "skin".
"He notices suddenly
the wrinkles on his ceiling—
he painted them before—
Rough, he thought."
I like this because the simple thing like wrinkles on the ceiling seems to get through to him more than the advice various people have given him. Like, if that wrinkle can be so tough as to show through paint, then I can do football still after this getting knocked around.
That's what I get out of it anyway haha I really like this. :]
-Lily♥
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Two different theme good entwined to one poem. It is not easy to keep thought going the same direction and to be on the life's fork and under all kind of advices. Sometimes we all see ourselves the wrong way. Nicely done.
~Sonja~
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I presume, you have written this against option-1.
You have expressed your feelings about the game...
but the last for lines say something else and deep too.
Best wishes and good luck.
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very unique
i liked it alot
thanks for entering and good luck>3 -
I like the unique approach to the subject.
Excellent.
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I also entered a contest entitled Skin, but I different one.
It's an intriguing poem, the thoughts and concerns of a youth and that last line could mean a lot of things...maybe it's just an observation of his handiwork, maybe of practice, maybe of the need to toughen up, but maybe more...that sudden realization of just how touch life is.
I enjoyed this very much, thanks!
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