THE PERFECT TEN

All hail the mythical No.10, a man of such genius he surely cannot exist - but he does and is called La Pulga, the flea, Lionel Messi!

My boot is in this lightning place;

I strike, the ball obeys my will.

O how it rocks into the goal!

The sight that spurs a billion souls.

O now they leap in wild delight!

Some even die (it is their right).

But I, I am calm because I know,

That I was born to win this game,

That in this instant of my life,

I am the agent of the gods.

O how they scream and roar my name!

My shirt, I throw into the crowd.

~

I am the perfect ten they'll say

Now that I've won it here today.

~

by r j askew

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Reviews

[lei]

VICTORY!

[Eloha]

This is a very Olypmic-esque like poem. The originality of the topic intrigues me.

[Marie]

There may live no perfect 10, but this poem implies it vividly.

[Satire69]

wow this is good

[Brittany]

I want to cheer along here!

[Pax Analog]

The great vividness of sports moments is valued 'cause so much else in life is ambiguous. The charm of this piece is its energetic evocation of the athlete's mind. You'd probably like my Disporting Life installment of ScriptureX.1, as it's a surreal sports satire.

[Ink Angel]

A well captured moment of truimph! Nice flow, nice timing ;)

[MoriartyMesa]

My old man used to play Soccer (that is what is Latinos call it in the US) and I think you may have captured that winning spirit he was so proud of. I know this was not to him, but maybe to those players whom did not get the roar of the mob as they deserved.

[Alessander]

I think Pele still is the 9 which everyone must pass before reaching the 10. Not sure if anyone has yet.

Kinda like Beethoven's 7th. No composure dare writes anything past a 7th anymore.

You captured the electricity of a goal well.

Goooooooooaaaaallllll!

[ame]

Orlando, you've landed one here, and I can see your cunning shot, perfect to boot, with you as the cunning poet being an eternal No 10 whose words fly like arrows into the goal! What a brilliant image you have snatched from in between the timelines, and turned it into something eternally significant.