Pick Up

Pick Up

A Poem by Alfred Kukitz
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game

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Pick Up

Bounce the ball

A hundred times

Unintended consequences

Fly through the air

It's a hoop of promise

Scoring a smile for all to hear

Watching feet dribble around the center

A foot cuts south grappling a baseline

Restless he weaves the magic of who knew what

Surrounded with friends in all the places.

© 2015 Alfred Kukitz


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We visited recently. One of the guys was a gussey hanger (he didn't run down court with everyone just stood under the basket for an easy score).

Thanks Jacob!

Regards,
Al

Posted 8 Years Ago


the friends are the other members of the team...and together they win in the end...we need those friends in life. I really like the metaphor here.

sometimes the ball just doesn't go through the hoop...but it's not the rim's fault.



Posted 8 Years Ago



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Added on December 12, 2015
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Tags: Bounce, hoop, scoring, places

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Alfred Kukitz
Alfred Kukitz

Deering, NH



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