Alexander Downie

Rookie (30 December 1959 / Bo'ness Scotland)

Boxing Too Many Shadows - Poem by Alexander Downie

Stand freaking still, I can't land that last fatal body blow
you keep out manoeuvring me, as fast as I throw.
you absorb my most powerful punches as if I was an ant,
if I stand still and scream at the wall your stoic to my rant.

I will be a Gentleman Jim and not kick when you're down,
why are you still there every tough time I spin around?
I can't hear you breath and can't taste your hot sweat,
until our next session then, it is your fault, don't let me forget!

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Poem Submitted: Friday, February 8, 2013

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