Peace

[ChristopherSea]

After a few beers, the game, and a couple laughs at the bar,
the boys and I like to head down to the pond for some midnight shinny.
 
Beneath a black sky and some old flood lights,
we fight over rubber with wooden sticks in falling snow,
warmed by the thoughtless sweat of war.

This creates a strong image which for me keeps moving back and forth between a hometown and a battlefield, works either way for me.

Two points that tripped me: " a couple laughs at the bar," I saw a heard a couple laughing at the bar, then had to go back and reread. I'd prefer a couple of laughs.

Is the puck something else made of rubber. If so I'd like to know what, if it's a puck I think I'd like it called a puck. Maybe.

Thanks for the read.

It's vulcanized rubber ella. James, perhaps, if you are stressing the absurdity of it (e.g. golf is a bunch of old farts chasing tiny balls into holes with a stick), a 'black disc' might work, but you'd have to change your sky hue to coal or the like./Chris