MELODY OF JEWISH SOCCER

Courts
Are meant to complain

Day and night

Then
To console
One another

Ruefully.

That was the way
To see
The goal.

Not that the goal.

You can read
From

Guitar
Ukelele
Cello
Xylephone
Trumpet
Lyre
And their close
Neighbours

Ever defending
Not
To see

The shouts
Of
Violin
Straight.

It does help
Them
To stir
The
Tea leaf

In time of
The comely
Sunset.

"What is court?"
The sunset
Gathering
Together
To get there
On time.


Time
Betraying
Its confidence,

Ever attempting-
I left it behind,

Minding
It's
Feet.

Six at a time.