End Run

They cut the fog like ghosts

amidst ghosts.

Their lives are lived too fast

to accurately photograph.

The list of  “also ran” grows.


And soon almost new,

the almost men,

barely teens,

are men in the least,

men soon at the most

like ghosts.


This, the earthly mist knows,

and even the end zone

can never hold them

forever close.


Joe Bisicchia writes of our shared spiritual dynamic. An Honorable Mention recipient for the Fernando Rielo XXXII World Prize for Mystical Poetry, his works have appeared in various publications. The former TV host was born in Camden and grew up in South Philadelphia in the close orbit of Veterans Stadium.