Submissions by aaronblack

Pocket them in sequence
You might be good enough
To shoot the money ball

Patterns of success
Combo, kick or fluke
It doesn’t matter
You win the cash
If you pot the money ball.

Patterns repeat, but never the same
The Celluloid click
Thousands won and lost
Or maybe just pride

Sideline experts
Quick to judge
They never miss from there.
Concentrate now, on the money ball.

The burn marks on the cloth
Illegible Pool shorthand
Of success, persistence, frustration
It’s the secret of the baize
A...

Stepping out onto the pavement
clasping his sixth bottle of beer,
wind whipped him.
Natures punishment, whispering,
you let me down.

Another failed interview this morning.
They were glad he came along.
He performed well, he thought,
but not well enough.

The pub offered sanctuary.
Limited funds unwisely invested.
Or wisely invested, at least he thought that today.
The park bench beckoned him,
no need to head straight home.
Pointless, in fact.

He sat. He paused. This felt good. The Wind settled.
He stretched out his...

Years of saying maybe,
far too young yet the feelings were real.
A choice to make, with many options
and I made my case.

You made your choice.
It was obvious from the phone call
that was the final goodbye,
any ‘What if?’ questions permanently dispelled.

Better to be told than to wonder.
That small glimmer of hope as it was my phone that rang,
reality and nostalgia join hands to slap that away.
That full stop was written.

Years pass and the sadness that travelled with me
slipped slowly away.
Quiet moments saw my mind...