Hockey Poem by Paul Gomez

Hockey



The roar of the crowd, the thundering in my ear.
Singing the star spangled banner but everyone in sync.
I'll buy a program, some nachos and beer.
The announcers shouting the players names as they skate in the rink.

The red light goes on when a goal is scored.
The foghorn blasts, and the crowd ignites
the goalie is cursing over the deafening roar.
An angry player picks a fight.

Fight to produce major penalties galore.
Two referees dive in to break up the quarrel.
The fight is gruesome; blood guts and gore.
The physical battle is done now it's just oral.

The goalie goes back defending between the posts.
This is what I love about hockey the most.

Monday, January 11, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: hockey
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Paul Gomez

Paul Gomez

Syracuse New York
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