Saturday, July 28, 2012

Hockey Haiku: February Ice

The month matters not
When poetry surfaces
From my subconscious

In February
Ice whispers my name—“Jimmy”
“Skate,” it beckons, “with Nature.”

Though July's heat melts
The single-scooped ice cream treat
Hockey's time is nigh

Pros, they do prepare
For this upcoming season
To materi’lize

So now I reflect
Upon mid-winter mornings
Spent on frozen ponds

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