Diane Hine

Silver Star - 4,112 Points (25 July 1956)

Bully - Poem by Diane Hine

Trees fringe a hockey
field. A magpie dives with snapped
Clicks, whistles and shrieks;
sticks knit schoolgirls in hot knots.
The umpire flaps, shrills and swoops.

Golf allows hooking,
hockey allows dribbling;
the converse is false.

Time-wasting incurs
penalties; a rule recalled
forty years later.

Magpies are meek and
daydreamers are team players

The ball miraculously flew to the left wing’s reversed stick.
For six glorious seconds, she dribbled like a real player.
Some events are witnessed by many and remembered by one.

Hockey one…
The magpie shrills
Hockey two…
The magpie swoops
Hockey three…
I raise my stick
‘Penalty! ’
The magpie poops.

Poet's Notes about The Poem

The poem refers to school hockey played in 1971.
According to the FIH, from 1886 field hockey was started by the ‘bully’ (three taps of the stick between two players) .
In 1984 this was replaced by the pass back.

Comments about Bully by Diane Hine

  • Bronze Star - 2,804 Points Anthony Di''anno (6/29/2013 9:09:00 AM)

    Ah I played a lot of hockey in my youth and I have the dented shins to prove it. Your poem took me right back. Well written Diane. (Report) Reply

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  • Gold Star - 10,120 Points Heather Wilkins (6/22/2013 10:37:00 PM)

    nice write Diane Don't know much about hockey but enjoyed the poem (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 187 Points Owain Glyn (6/14/2013 4:58:00 AM)

    I smiled when I came across this piece, my given surname is Hockey, can you imagine the 'stick' I suffered as a child! ! Lol (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 6 Points Chuck Audette (6/13/2013 2:32:00 PM)

    Street hockey had a bully too, but no magpies calling highsticking or rough checks. Ahh... (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 10,656 Points David Wood (6/13/2013 1:11:00 PM)

    Watch out for low flying magpies. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 481 Points Danny Draper (6/8/2013 7:00:00 AM)

    My wife Donna, and daughters Angela and Sarah still coach and play hockey and the girls umpire as their job while at Uni. A brilliant collection of poetic plays and manouvres as variation on theme. The game ventured on and no one was carded although the uniform strafed with bird poo may have been discarded. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 45,404 Points Valsa George (6/8/2013 3:22:00 AM)

    Being a total stranger to hockey, I don't get much of what you have written! The only familiar image is that of the magpie diving with snapped clicks, whistles and shrieks! But there must be something catchy about the whole poem! (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 1,298 Points Tarobinson1103@gmail.com Robinson (6/7/2013 7:45:00 AM)

    You wield your poetry like a skilled surgeon in command of tools, knowledge and supreme confidence.
    You flutter about in styles and forms like a butterfly from flower to flower producing
    magic. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 415 Points Captain Cur (6/6/2013 8:58:00 PM)

    Two minute penalty for unsportsmanlike poetry.
    Umpire calls illegal sticking,
    knitting in the box with the hot knots, Puck!
    look out for the Magpie, back end in motion,
    I think that's football.
    Nice write, clever and sticky. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 211 Points R.j. Wynn (6/6/2013 12:30:00 PM)

    That's some cute shit there, I don't care what anybody says. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 18,448 Points Lyn Paul (6/6/2013 8:55:00 AM)

    A great write detailing back to wayback when,40 years later like only yesterday, You sound like you were a competiitive player (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 4,678 Points Valerie Dohren (6/6/2013 8:33:00 AM)

    Never played Hockey, not the sporty type, but love Magpies - another interesting and informative write Diane. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 69,187 Points Gajanan Mishra (6/6/2013 6:42:00 AM)

    good poem, thanks, I like it.
    I invite you to read my poems and comment. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, June 6, 2013

Poem Edited: Thursday, August 1, 2013

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