Twiglet #260

christmas cricket, 
   cheery as champagne bubbles
under the grey sky the plastic bat
  thocks, satisfying as a popped cork
the rule is, if you hit the ball 
run, and with a lurch 
I do...   in horizontal parody

it’s a short wicket
so I sprawl home, bat leading
and I’m safe when the 
bale tumbles, knees and palms
beating it to the stones
and dignity stinging

I force a grin
blame the sluggish weather

Twiglet #260 “Sluggish weather”

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