A Baseball Poem

A Baseball Poem

Just a damn game come on! A ball pitcher a hitter catcher come on get real it ain’t life it ain’t death it don’t add up too much Fans come and go cheer boo eat exhort despair it’s all silly It don’t add up too much History is made you...
AUTUMN

AUTUMN

The poems that have been written, the sighs of admiration, the amazement, the admiration.  Leaves turn colors.  We know this signals that Fall is here, and in a little while Winter sits with us.  During Autumn we experience the awe of the change of seasons, and the...
LET’S PLAY DIRTY

LET’S PLAY DIRTY

  Whoever said cleanliness is next to godliness did not play baseball.  Or wasn’t a kid.  Or a grown up who still thinks like a kid.  In fact, just to be clear about it:  The saying “cleanliness is next to godliness” is not (I repeat not) in the...