Three overs,
last man
poor light
hits on arms and chest
not the stumps
Survival!
Author notes
For any US readers, there is no way to explain this poem, pass on the other side and smile indulgently.
A contest entry
- Quickie - PIF- 15 poets x 15 words by Cannonsfire.
550 points, ended June 11, 15 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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I have no idea what "overs" means but it doesn't sound good and hitting stumps(?), ouch, but I can image it's down to the final play and the light is fading... staying in the game survival. Congratulations on the silver.
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What an original take on the prompt. Gotta love Cricket! Juls


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Wonderfully done.
I agree with Riftkin, no rhyme and quick, different.
But you did it.
Love you
Passions

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This is great Jeff.
A Quickie, and no rhyme.
Something different.
Love it.
Joann

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LOL Well done Jeff and good luck in the contest. Val
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LOL Well I love it, for the uninitiated cricket is boring and mundane, to us lovers it is a feast of concentration and survival. Well done on a great take! Love, C


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It had to be done, others may think of survival as struggling through a great desert, beating illness, emotional turmoil, but where are they against four West Indian fast bowlers in failing light on a fast pitch?
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