Hot evaporations
of sweat
high into the sky,
moisture laden faces,
facing up
into the wind
during practice,
sometimes,
some dark forebodings
from lightening quick folks
and they finally
stop drifting,
and
reach
the Olympian
City of the Brollies.
A gentle tapering down
from hard practice,
pitter-patter through
verdant greens,
meadows
and village downs,
and they stand,
on the green line,
hanging in anticipation,
ready for their event.
On their mark,
get, set,go,
a slight leaning
and
they dive
straight into
the pool of greens,
some in graceful freestyle
and some
in a butterfly stroke,
to the great amusement
of flying folks ***
chattering in the greens
Hot evaporations
of sweat
high into the sky,
moisture laden faces,
facing up
into the wind
during practice,
sometimes,
some dark forebodings
from lightening quick folks
and they finally
stop drifting,
and
reach
the Olympian
City of the Brollies.
A gentle tapering down
from hard practice,
pitter-patter through
verdant greens,
meadows
and village downs,
and they stand,
on the green line,
hanging in anticipation,
ready for their event.
On their mark,
get, set,go,
a slight leaning
and
they dive
straight into
the pool of greens,
some in graceful freestyle
and some
in a butterfly stroke,
to the great amusement
of flying folks ***
chattering in the greens
*** I do not mean V. Mallya and S Kalmadi
Suranga, I think you should make a book of all the pictures and the verse that you have written to go with it! Exceptional as usual. 🙂
http://kavitalihi.blogspot.in/2012/07/on-your-mark.html
Delightful, exquisite capture, Shail! The droplets of water are so beautiful!
Suranga has made it all the more wonderful with her verse 🙂 Thank you Sylvia.