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Oceans of space

I. I. Kappen

Friday, February 22nd, 2002

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 I’m so lonely here, stuck out in oceans of space
My quandary ….
Do I call, and thus expose my hallowed place?

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 Or do I stay schtum, on the blind side of Stam
Or squander ….
Our advantage, as I shout, to reveal where I am?

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 Should I stay in position, way out wide
As if in quicksand ….
Or should I drift in, or venture frustratingly offside?

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 If I don’t get the ball, how can I set off on a mazy dribble?
I quibble ….
But there’s no morsel of a pass, not even a nibble

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 I lust for a chance, if only fleeting
Question ….
How can I help, to inflict a beating?

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 And there goes another big punt, up the middle
How quirky ….
Why am I so ignored, what could be the answer to this riddle?

7 Leave a comment on verse 7 0 Maybe it’s because I’m actually a super sub,
cruising up and down the line!

8 Leave a comment on verse 8 0 Up periscope!

© I. I. Kappen, 22nd Feb 2002

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/oceans-of-space/