Saturday, 22 July 2017


Within the chalky lines, are limits set,
And when the game speeds up across the net -
When common rallies sometimes culminate
In brilliance that will originate
From hitting lines with an outrageous shot -
It’s good remembering that such flair could not
Have taken place unless the lines were there.
In poetry rules allow the same; we share
The possibility of stunning shows
Because the beats, the rhymes, and lines impose.
Itself, life’s limited by time and space,
And rules just give these increased emphasis.
It’s game and music, artifice and dance,
Affording human personhood its chance.

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