RioA Poem by jacob erin-cilberto
the
guts of the sport, sporting guts they
travel through murky waters, depressed towns, shaky surroundings to
light the torch
the environment edged
with fear concentration
constructed better than the buildings the poor traverse
towards the games playing their own
likeness in backyards of grit
fortitude swims upstream eyes closed, protected
pupils of streetwise education,
dubious
detachment, they fight on with karaoke breaths
getting more rapid the song of summer
solstice
the guts of the sport sporting guts let the games begin--- and let them end without incident
the flame stronger than
ever the medals warm to the
hearts' skin.
erin-cilberto 8/5/16 © 2016 jacob erin-cilbertoReviews
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16 Reviews Added on August 5, 2016 Last Updated on August 5, 2016 Authorjacob erin-cilbertoCarbondale, ILAboutOriginally from Bronx, NY, I live in Carbondale, Illinois...teach English at a community college and have been writing and publishing poetry since 1970. I am here to read for inspiration from other po.. more..Writing
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