Dangerous

By Stuart Shea

A sphere spins towards the head.
A comebacker cracks a pitcher’s skull.
The outfield wall claims another body.
A collision takes out two.
A knee snaps.
A labrum tears.
A dream dies.
It’s a violent game.
Sometimes, it’s a shame.

Posted 8/8/10


Published in Free Verse, Players, Stu Shea, The Game Itself, Uncategorized | Link to this poem | 1 Comment

Dangerous: 1 Comment

  1. Todd Herges wrote,

    And sometimes, a head first slide and a good hard (and clean) tag leaves a man looking like a hockey player.

    Sometimes, it’s a shame indeed. Nice one Stu.

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