A BASEBALL, THE POEM

A ball an actual major league baseball with all those stitches the real deal from the field of play now in my mitt I am mesmerized Not sure what to do or say Is this like winning an Oscar? I held it up in the air People cheered “Good catch!” Kept looking...

WHEN THE CLOSER IMPLODES

Should there be even the slightest resemblance to anyone alive or no longer alive, it is purely coincidental. And now the poem: The wheels came off and rolled up to the plate the throw at home was far too late “We pay him so much just to save the game, but he...

SOMEONE SAID THERE’S A BASEBALL SPIRIT

Somebody said there’s a baseball spirit who sets the table who spruces the whole place up and puts the bats there the balls the mitts the uniforms chalks the lines just right gets the umps focused and keen who opens the gates and says: “Come on in...

DAD

Dad took me to baseball games slapped my knee when something good happened played catch with me after sometimes at night under the moon On those rare occasions when he was not working he talked to me about baseball players some he really admired Had all sorts of very...

A BASEBALL POEM ABOUT A KID

Could be a girl you know In fact may just be. Could be anyone’s kid you know probably is. Gotta watch as the kid takes swings stands ready to hit that pitch to maybe you know well make you stand up and shout wildly like a crazed person. But, when did being a...

ANTICIPATION

So you stand near the track and look out rooting for that horse “Come on baby!” Or you stand in front of the large window as the plane lands and then the passengers come through the walk way there she is! There! Or you know it’s the holidays and...