by Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
Monday, August 06, 2012
Rated "G" by the Author.
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Iíve found my highest joy,
And my deepest despairs
Portrayed in the Olympics,
Again. Getting too old for this..
~Oh, man, here comes Gabby!
Again! Uneven bars! Yeah, been
On them a few times, in my life.~
&Argh! I hate when I let life into my
Iím watching athletes hopes crushed
Into a tangled mess, despairing of
Victory, tumbling into Olympic strictures,
Oh, wait, Olympians donít have restrictions,
But I digress.
~ Gabby will be up, soon, so
Time to think on the length of life,
In different conflagrations. Soon
&Jeez! Iím just the same as I used to be,
Nothing has changed!&
I ache to be the mother,
Who gave up everything, or not,
To a way of thinking, to raise a child,
Not just an athlete, into a Being.
~Yao Jnnong just super
Scored, so young, so sweet,
Athletic muscle-flow! Damnation,
Iím getting old!~
&And even if reform could re-form
Anotherís life, the other
I guess Iím getting maudlin,
Like a lot of us do, during the
Olympics. Where have the years
Gone? I donít remember..
~Holy crap! The uneven bars
Are more gorgeous than I thought!
And here comes Gabby!.. Gotta watch!
Damn! Two more to go, hope I last!~
&Just generally disgruntled, yet,
Happy, in a wayÖ&
I mean, 13 Olympics have gone
Before me! Mostly me watching,
Sometimes not, due to current
Mental circumstances. Thatís okay,
~ Ah, beautiful Koko! What a sweetie!
Now here is Gabby, back when sheís done..
OhÖ Gasp! My emotions include human
Collapse! The Other has won! Omg..~
&I miss Dick Button, and old coverage
Of , The Olympics, just because.&
Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
© Copyright 8/6/12
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|Reviewed by John Flanagan
|i like this monodialogue, Erin,
it's immediate and intimate
|Reviewed by Vivian Dawson
Other times Silver
At least Bronze
What really matters
in the end is that
they do their best
|Reviewed by Ronald Hull
|Oh, the agony of defeat (or was it, the stink of the feet). I don't know why I miss Howard Cosell. I don't miss Dick Button much. Maybe it was because of that nasal ďgayness about himĒ that bothered me, even though I used figure skates as a teenager rather than the usual hockey skates most guys had. That didn't make me gay, just braver than most. But what's that got to do with the Summer Olympics? ;-)
|Reviewed by Lily of Lough Neagh C. Dennis-Woosley
|:) I agree with Deborah, look at it this way... we are well-informed, experienced, been there done that and we can hope for the best of these young athletes...
Nice write :)
Love and Light
|Reviewed by D. Vaineo
|You are not getting to old Erin, just better! Beautifully penned-