God Played Hockey - Poem by Nick krakana
It has occurred to me
That God likes to play hockey
It seems the natural thing to do
Upon his raindrops of frozen dew
His realm of presence spread evenly
Between the lines - And goal post two
A trip up here a slash over there
Was the ref looking sometimes I don't care
This is the fact of life we all share
So around the circle out there
A pre game prayer we all do share
Telling us - beware
Of our human nature
In this battle we all share
Poet's Notes about The Poem
They booked the ice every Friday night at 11pm it was great because we always got more ice time it being the end of the day.
Located in Schumacher at the historic old Macintyre Arena not that any of us were that great but some very fine NHL players learned the game on that ice. Getting back to the original thought of God Played Hockey, it occurred to me when everyone gathered around the centre ice circle and the oldest guy who happened to be a judge said a prayer, however a few still played the game a little on the rough side, you know the way we thought it ought to be played, a life's reminder.
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