Posts Tagged ‘Seahawks’

Cool Car Ornaments: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku Lament

March 14, 2015

Why would someone steal/
my car antenna? Of course!/
My Seahawks’ * feathers.

OR
*My Sounders’ feathers.

Game Day Conundrum: Revolutionary Blogging Free Verse Poem

January 17, 2015

Packers versus Seahawks: a Fan's ConundrumThe question is not/
which outfit I shall wear/
on Super Bowl Sunday/
in Arizona.

Which garb will make me/
sweat the most
under the blazing
Phoenix sun.

Which team will have
my heart
and my throat,
and that, loudly,
the first Super February day.

That Super choice will be made
by forces far outside
my control:
Legion of Boom versus
The Receivers.
Wilson’s legs versus
Aaron’s calf.
Clay + AJ versus
The Line.
Beast Mode versus
his heir apparent.
The exuberant Peter Pan boy-man verses
“Hide Your Mic, Mike!”
Green and Gold versus
“I can’t even name those colors!”,
Lambeau Loud versus
The CLink Quake.

No, that Super choice will be made
by the two warrior groups,
two Sundays prior,
and whoever is there,
that garb shall I wear,
loving both,
cheering for them
(because the Pats
and Luck
suck.
“You mad, Bro?”)

But the question,
the conundrum,
the true choice,
is much more difficult,
poignant,
heart-felt,
painful:
The NFC Championship looms tomorrow.

One team is my birthright.
Generations
of Lake Michigan water fed.
Proclaimed on my license plate frame,
I am an NFL Owner.

A folk hero full back leaves
the “S” off his name.
My father and grandfather
attended the Ice Bowl.
My dad met Nitschke.
My mother met Lambeau.
I call my father
after every score.

I cheered for them
in the Snow Bowl.
I have Brett’s autograph.
My daughter threatened a “12”
who swiped my cheesehead
during the “Fail Mary” game,
the same cheesehead which rolls
when my top is down,
up I-15.
The Packers are my legacy.

The other team,
adopted,
is infused in my blood.
How could I help it?
I was drinking Cascade clear water
for more than 25 years,
proudly waving my 12 flag,
having my number retired,
watching my children grow up
in the Evergreen State,
Largent 80 and
Alexander 37
jersey clad,
sneaking across the street
to watch the games
at friends’ houses
on restricted Sabbath Days
(did we make a mistake?),
in the bar yelling “BEAST MODE! GRAB IT!”
5 yards before the
back leap into the end zone,
writing a defense of
the LOB,
“LOB BABY!”
and RS 25
defense,
wearing a ‘Hawks/Sounders minion hat,
knowing I’m a 12.

What garb will I wear?
Who will I show for?
The choice is clear.
I know where my heart is.
But, underneath,
my second team will
be repped.
Because, no matter the outcome,
I win.

Update after the Seahawks pulled off an incredible come-from-behind overtime win

The voice of experience
has taught me otherwise, now:
When your team is way ahead,
and implodes at the end
to loose,
you feel bad.
Sick.
Like you got kicked in the stomach.
And it will take phone calls
to your kids,
and a video
of your friends celebrating
to make you feel
a
little
better.
But,
no matter what,
you can hate
the Patriots.
GO HAWKS!

Unanticipated Consequence: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Free Verse Poem

December 5, 2014

The unanticipated consequence
of having
a heart that’s breaking,
and
a soul that searching,
and a mind that’s wondering,
is that a view
of San Francisco bay
at sunset
absolutely flat lines
you.

Nothing.
No emotions.
No memories.
No smiles.
No desiring Allejandro’s.
No craving
walking down Columbus Street
or North Beach to find some pasta
or cannoli.
No wishing for family style
in Chinatown.

Oh wait!
There IS a memory.
A blond haired,
blue-eyed
man,
with his back to the Golden Gate Bridge,
Russell Wilson jersey repping,
hands raised
high
in the air,
middle fingers
extended.

Yep.
F the Whiners.
F the Quakes.
F the A’s.
And the Giants.
F San Francisco.

But mostly,
F the Whiners.

The Eternal Conflict Rages: Revolutionary Blogging Haiku

August 28, 2014

Thus, the eternal/
conflict rages in my heart/
and soul. Cheesehead? ‘Hawks?

Hidden Seahawks “12” Support: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

February 28, 2014

Seahawks' "12" -- Pepsi support in the door window's reflection - closeupI discovered proof/
of Pepsi’s hidden support/
of the Seahawks’ “12s”!

(Check the reflection under the “Exit” sign)

Pepsi reflects on it, supports Seattle Seahawk's "12s": Vashon Island Ferry Terminal

Dad Wears Purple, Day 2 – GO SEAHAWKS! Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

February 2, 2014

Wearing Seahawks PURPLE for My Girl! Go Hawks!I wear purple for/
my girl and every other/
daughter I see sad.

Go Seahawks! Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

January 6, 2014

Seattle Seahawks jersey - 2nd teamSecond team is who/
you cheer for when your first team/
falls in the playoffs.