Poem

Randori

One minute ago you invited me to have a randori with you.

We met in the center of the mat, bowed at each other.

You seized me gently my left sleeve and collar's right side,

and suddenly...THUD!

I didn't understand what happened.

You turned around your right foot and drove me to the

ground.

Surprisingly, I couldn't keep from unbalancing and fell

loudly on the mat

as if I were kicked up the backside.

Now I'm lying on my back. You have just sat beside my right.

Your right thigh against my waist, this is Hon-Gesa-Gatame.

Escaping remains impossible, it is as if you were made of

concrete.

And my back remains stuck on the mat.

I'm tired now and would like to give up.

But you sit astride on my chest suddenly,

cross your arms and take hold of my lapels deep into my

neck.

My brain becomes heavy at once.

This is not actually painful but quite uncomfortable.

I tap on the mat in order to give up.

You release your grip at once,

and remain sitting astride on my chest, smiling.

PEACE
QUIETNESS
EQUALNESS


				*Ryoku* *Poem*



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		Poem for Chelo Date: Fri, May 18, 2001 From: Herve Lemarechal Randori One minute ago you invited me to have a randori with you. We met in the center of the mat, bowed at each other. You seized me gently my left sleeve and collar's right side, and suddenly...THUD! I didn't understand what happened. You turned around your right foot and drove me to the ground. Surprisingly, I couldn't keep from unbalancing and fell loudly on the mat as if I were kicked up the backside. Now I'm lying on my back. You have just sat beside my right. Your right thigh against my waist, this is Hon-Gesa-Gatame. Escaping remains impossible, it is as if you were made of concrete. And my back remains stuck on the mat. I'm tired now and would like to give up. But you sit astride on my chest suddenly, cross your arms and take hold of my lapels deep into my neck. My brain becomes heavy at once. This is not actually painful but quite uncomfortable. I tap on the mat in order to give up. You release your grip at once, and remain sitting astride on my chest, smiling. PEACE QUIETNESS EQUALNESS