Never Off a Mullygrubber

102 x 102cm Acrylic on Stretched Canvas


As a kid,

much we did

was new experience,

then repeat,

like cricket in the street.

New found friends,

five doors up,

called your name

each summer day

to play the game

of gentlemen.

Fruit box, bat'n'ball on grey

charcoal coloured tar,

delineated by grassy strips

and concrete kerbs,

marked the pitch for play.

Blamed at times

for windows shattered,

year in and out

we bowled and batted

until grown up.

Gone and scattered,

to score no doubt,

life’s greater runs

and fame.

Rules of the game 

stay the same,

over the fence

scores six and out

but never

off a mullygrubber.