george best – in gratitude
¶ 1
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Off the pitch
He burned the Roman candle
at both ends.
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On it
He was a November rocket.
His flair was stellar –
Once glimpsed
Imprinted forever
on the film of memory
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Replay it now –
Crowd hush
as he spins into space
Increasing pace
for all he’s worth.
¶ 4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 Adrenalin rush.
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Gliding
with waterboatman poise
on turf churned brown
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Past sliding
tackles, disdaining to go down.
¶ 7 Leave a comment on verse 7 0 Then scoring.
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Enthralled breath
is freed
Crowd roars,
exhaling praise towards the floodlights
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Soaring,
It bursts into a starshell
of applause.
Embers of recall
fall, sparkling, back to earth
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