I feel like the hunting cougar
as on the sidelines I sit and wait.
Watching the pulsating testosterone
of bulging muscles, the sweat.
The colliding bodies, the raw, sweet charm,
the fairness in play, the manly arms.
The scrums, the throws and the amazing goals!
Please come to the waiting cougar, sweet foals,
as she sits on the sideline an cheers you on!
For rugby – and its players – is her number one!
So as not to miss a day of NaPoWriMo 2012, I will write an extra poem today. This is my take on the prompt for day five, a poem about sports. I first fell in love with the rugby players more than the rugby itself, but over the years I have managed to get some kind of grasp of the rules of this wonderful sport… I just can’t wait for Stockholm Tens 20 year anniversary tournament this summer, where I’ll be glued to the sidelines, drooling over all those gorgeous rugby players… *deep longing sigh* And the game, of course!