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Baseball In Heaven

A young boy that loved the game
Would always practice and never rest
Because he always wished someday 
To play with the very best

Dad and son played together
Bonding with games of catch
Both together for love of the game
Which no one else could match

Then one morning the man awoke
To go practice with his team
And when he arrived at the field
Its grass was an amazing green

It didn’t look in anyway close
To the way it was before
And his teammates were now all different
And there were so so many more

As he ran to take his position
His teammates caught his eye
They were all the baseball legends
That he was passing by

He thought how was it possible
That these greats were there to play
Because he knew that they were all
His heroes that passed away

He walked up to a player
Whom he knew to be Babe Ruth
To get an answer to what was happening
And he only wanted the truth

The great man thought the easiest way
For a young man who’d been playing since seven
Was to tell him that they were a player short
And he was needed in baseball heaven

The young man grinned with a child’s delight
And now knew he wanted to stay
Because God granted him more than his wish
He could now play with the best everyday

Copyright © Wade Greenlee | Year Posted 2015



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Another Heavenly Birthday

Another birthday separated by Heaven and earth
So close but yet so far apart
A day that celebrates the day of our birth
Where we became one in heart

A love that endures beyond your death
Your essence still lingers here
A scent that catches my breath
Reminding me that you are near

I will walk the worn path to your grave
Each step bringing me closer to you
Emotions roiling like a tempest wave
But knowing that you will see me through

I’ll sit quietly and look at your picture
Thinking of you with a father’s love
Holding onto the faith of God’s eternal scripture
That you are safe in His hands above

As always I will do my very best
To find my happy place
Remembering that I was graciously blessed
To be comforted by a son’s embrace

Happy Heavenly Birthday, my precious son.
I miss you beyond any understanding
and my heart remains broken without you,
but I have found some peace
with the pride I feel knowing your life had meaning.

He laughed…He smiled…He loved…He lived

May the Angels hold you close, son
And sing Happy Birthday to you…

Copyright © Wade Greenlee | Year Posted 2018

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Rap From My Son, Bcg

Rap from my son, Brooks Greenlee...BCG...borncreatingreatness...  Just like he left it to me.

What happened to rap, to the passion in the lyrics
everybody’s going mainstream try to make their fans feel it
what they don’t realize, no matter what they say
if a rapper’s got skills their fans will listen anyway
my style is the same never changed 
never tried to make change with my lyrics rearranged
you’re plain jane, nothing but fame on your brain
so you maintain the same lame beats we hear everyday
sooner or later, fans are gonna call it quits
they’re so sick and tired of that one hit wonder shit
when you can’t reproduce that one track that put you on the map
you start to fade back into the hip hop aftermath
better make way, a new era’s on the rise
i got the sickest flows with no dollar signs in my eyes
til my dying breath til the day my mouth is useless
i’ll die a happy man even God’s bumpin my music

born to lv in 1989 already prime material
feelin so fine better here me so
you don’t miss a single second born creating greatness
latest and greatest number one artist on your playlist
turn up your iphone turn up your stereo
i hit the microphone and blow up the radio
top 20 countdown on every sunday
i’m 20 that day then number one monday
one day that’s all i need just give me a beat
turn around the corner hear me bumpin on every street
i don’t discriminate i just make music 
a worldwide movement will prove it
flow undeniable so damn original 
so indescribable practically invincible
hoes so excitable pose for a visual
they know who’s desirable born creating miracles

i was born creating greatness
from the first time that i opened my eyes
their is no one on this earth that can fade this
made it to the top after 22 years of hustlin on my grind

i stay hittin and rippin the microphone
tippin a chevy all white on chrome
my crew ain’t something you should try alone
thinkin that i’m wrong and you will die alone
it’s crazy how i came up, cause i changed up the lame stuff
even thought the game’s rough i played tough kept spitting the insane stuff
rearranged but i am no longer afraid of
my future, for i’ve discovered my mission
i covered the distance uncovered the missin just listen
no static no friction my written renditions infect like penicillin
i’m chillin, no anxiety no tension you have no comprehension
of this lyrical invention that i’m testin, now you better count your blessins
i’m teaching you a lesson, i feel your apprehension

Copyright © Wade Greenlee | Year Posted 2016

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Rhythm of the Rain

The rhythm of the rain
In sync with my heart
Falling slowly against the pane
Tells a story of so many days apart

I feel them on my face
Slowly and softly they flow
A warm bittersweet embrace
One not felt since long ago

Replenishing life on earth
Scouring away the pain
Bringing about new birth
Each one a memory to remain

Of life and a bond of love
Laughter from days long gone
Now falling silently from above
Something I always depended on

Angels crying in their ethereal plane? 
No, these tears are my own
Falling slowly with the rain
Two were one and now one is alone

Copyright © Wade Greenlee | Year Posted 2015

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Wut Up Miss Queen

How have you been, it's ok to tella
Explorer of the sea, like me can't you see
That Brooks and Paris need some money
Please support our trip to the far east
On the search for gold, spices, and peace
Make an alliance, no more will be deceased
And then with all your glory, power will be released
Now of course you know, I'm a man of navigation
We'll be chasin a new Spaniard nation
No hesitation just regulation
Make a fresh start on a new foundation
No more waitin, this is your chance
Travel be sea and not by land
I promise you we will do the best that we can
And once we succeed I hope you understand
That you will be the most famous queen of all time
Please Miss Isabella, I do not have a dime
Instead of a letter, I'm sending you a rhyme
It sounds a bit better, and rappin's not a crime

But enough about that, let me tell you this
If my directions are right then we will sure not miss
If no corrections are made then I can surely list
A whole scroll full of demands cause we'll be so rich
And I'm not just sayin that trying to be modest
I'm telling you the truth, I'm being totally honest
Nobody else can navigate even as well as I can aim
And once we reach and claim
We'll put your name to fame
Our route is better planned and leadership's a must
In my eyes, we're the only two that you can trust

Let me explain in detail exactly what we need
A whole bunch of sea men and a couple ships indeed
We need a lot of food, and of course some vitamin C
Just to make sure the men don't get scurvy
We need some beer and wine, some utensils to dine
A whole lot of rifles for men on the front line
Acceptable weapons win the battle every time
And I need a lot girls, bout 39 would be just fine

Now my time is almost up, you just need to know my route
We're gonna sail round Africa and take the passage south
And then we'll sail around and finally reach the Asians
That is when we'll start the new Spaniard nation

Copyright © Wade Greenlee | Year Posted 2016



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A Rap From My Son

if you wanna find me, look up i won’t be hiding,
in the sky’s where i'll be hundred thousand miles and climbing
i'll be gettin lifted like the clouds vapor rising
flying through the time zones while i'm riding bolts of lightning 

i’m gone...
and i hope i never come back again
all this world can offer is disaster when will it ever end here’s a testament 
to the best of them who were heaven-sent
who's friends and family outlasted them no laughter then it’s paper thin 
it’s shattered glass...
it’s a look into the hollow depths of your tattered past
when you heard the blast we were cast in the heart of the aftermath
just trash in the path of disaster now we must face our master’s wrath 
brain matter sprayed now police dispatchers have
to pick up the phone...
who are you why are you so cool when my friend’s dead all alone 
with his head blown off 45 round hollow tip lead to the dome 
in the blink of an eye time passed us by 
when friends and family died where was i gettin high flyin through time zones

if you wanna find me, look up i won’t be hiding,
in the sky’s where i be 100,000 miles and climbing
i be gettin lifted like the clouds vapor rising
riding bolts of lightning in my nikes time zone flying

Copyright © Wade Greenlee | Year Posted 2015

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Cloud 9 Redefined

never again...
finally you can let go
no more pain
no more sorrow
no more suffering
not for you
it is your time 


you can’t live your life in regret
you can’t give up your will to fight
when you feel like all the hope you had just disappeared
you gotta struggle to make it to the light
it’s on the other side, just beyond the darkness
just beyond the last bitter goodbye
it awaits you just beyond the very last tear you cry
death is just a part of life
this will be the last time she will ever have to go through the pain
this will be the last time she will ever have to stick that needle in her veins
never again will she have to hear her son ask why as she turns and walks away
wondering if this will be the last time she will ever get to see his face

for the very last time
she doesn’t have to keep fighting to survive
no more praying for her wings to grow one day so she can learn to fly
for the very last time he can tell himself this what i’m here to find
had to find a reason to stay alive
this is cloud 9 redefined

he spent his whole his god damn life
looking for something that didn’t exist
when he lived and breathed for the poison he crave
how can you ever find true happiness
nothin mattered in the world but the drug
and he lost all hope he would ever be free
he was ready just to end it on that night until a friend called and needed a G
then it happened in the blink of an eye, when he walked through that hotel door
he was looking for a quick fix just like her and that night turned into 4
four days and nights they spent in love as they both hit one more time
they were both found dead in each others arms overdose up on cloud 9

Copyright © Wade Greenlee | Year Posted 2016

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Happy Angelversary, Brooks

The way I miss you is different now
I don't think about forever
I just don't know how
I miss your face, your laugh, your smile
It seems like a lifetime
Though it’s just been a while

It’s been a year since I heard the news
That Oh so terrible day
I never thought I’d lose you
Now just in my dreams I still hear you say
I love you, Dad, and I would say…you too

I miss you so much
There's a hole in my heart
I just wish we could have lived our lives
Not ever having to be apart
I've given up wishing you'd come back to fill that hole
But I gratefully know God has taken your soul

I know you’re gone
I just wish I'd known
So that the last time I spoke with you
I could have kept you on the phone
I'd have told you even more how much I loved you
And how forever I'd know your smile
And how I didn't think I could live without you…not even for a while

Although you’re gone and out of sight
You’re definitely not out of mind
You've flown away and not through choice
You left us all behind

I hope you can see me
Always sitting at your grave
Knowing you are now free
For God’s love he did you save

But like I said it's been a year
And it’s ever safe to say
A year of heartache…many a tear
But now my death I do not fear
For you will be waiting
With arms open wide
And our lives will begin anew

Copyright © Wade Greenlee | Year Posted 2015

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Rest In Peace, Son

Twenty-five years ago
you were placed in my arms
My first child and my only child
Truly, the most wonderful gift I have ever received

A beautiful boy who made my life worth living
and whose smile will forever remain etched in my memory
A boy who grew into a man
and left this world a better place

Tears of memory slowly roll down my face
as I remember your engaging sense of humor
and how you loved to make others laugh

Never did I imagine
after twenty-four short years
that your life would be so quickly taken from you
My heart and mind are still not able to grasp it

The pain that I felt on that day
continues to tear at the depths of my soul
and although time does have a way of healing
it also leaves one with an unmanageable, unending longing

I will carry you with me
deep in my heart
until the time comes for you
to fill my waiting arms once more

For the first time, son, I say rest in peace
You’ve earned your place in glory

Copyright © Wade Greenlee | Year Posted 2015

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Hopes and Dreams

Hopes and dreams laid aside
Gifts unopened, tears undried
A life of promise, so much to fill
How could this be..my God’s will?

So much unsaid, so much love to give
From us both if you had lived
Talks and advice I would love to share
Of things on which we both did care

Life and love, all things to attend
Baseball, music, being with friends
So many things that you could be
My life I would give for you to see

My greatest fear was to lose my son
Now I’ve lost him my fear has gone
There’s nothing left for me to fear
I’ve lost the one I held so dear

The worst is over, the horror is past
The thing I feared most has happened at last
No more do I worry, no more do I care
Nothing can hurt when a heart isn’t there

I’ve been through hell and survived somehow
Nothing else can touch me now
There’s nothing to fear of life to come
I lost it all when I lost my son

Copyright © Wade Greenlee | Year Posted 2015

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