RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Future Pool Players
Future generations of pool players gather around a
table filled with colored balls.
Wondering what they're supposed to hit first with
long, long sticks, they discuss the problem at length.
Finally, deciding that anyone will do, they aim and
miss, laughing all the way through, deciding in the
end that it's best played with laughter and humor
instead of just sticks and balls.
Poking the table, accidentally hitting a ball,
rejoicing that it's been hit, becoming the expert,
suddenly giving advice to the others.
This is the way of children as they congregate
together, participating in lives of one another.
Learning how to get along and diversify their
personal experiences to merge for the good and
equality of everyone on earth one day.
Read this poem in other languages
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
Comments about this poem (Future Pool Players by RoseAnn V. Shawiak )
(March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963)
(12 July 1904 – 23 September 1973)
(27 October 1914 – 9 November 1953)
(January 6, 1883 – April 10, 1931)
(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)
- Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Edgar Allan Poe
(19 January 1809 - 7 October 1849)
William Butler Yeats
(13 June 1865 – 28 January 1939)
(16 August 1920 – 9 March 1994)
- The Saddest Poem, Pablo Neruda
- A Child's Christmas in Wales, Dylan Thomas
- The Road Not Taken, Robert Frost
- Winter Solstice, Jacqueline C Nash
- If You Forget Me, Pablo Neruda
- Daffodils, William Wordsworth
- Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night, Dylan Thomas
- Still I Rise, Maya Angelou
- Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening, Robert Frost
- If, Rudyard Kipling
Poem of the Day
- The Dirty Old Man of India, Khushwant Si.., Bijay Kant Dubey
- Came I to summer, Nero CaroZiv
- Under The Lantern Light I Used To Read, Bijay Kant Dubey
- Oh, never more!, Nero CaroZiv
- Da Monologue [From 'What The Sentinel Sa.., Joseph Archer
- Balances, Smoky Hoss
- Alone And Wretched, Muhammad Farhan Ahmed
- Missing You, Michael P. McParland
- A Wanderer, Noah Body
- Adil Jussawalla A Poet Of The Fragmented.., Bijay Kant Dubey