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All the More Poignant

a baseball hides in shadows on the landing
  glove and bat nowhere to be seen
a football perches oddly on the top step
  helmet and shoes sprawled across the handrail

cries of 'nice cut,' 'home run' and 'tough out'
  have yielded to 'hit 'em harder' and 'touchdown!'
soon to migrate indoors to hockey arenas
  basketball courts, though the passion's the same...

long-ago recollections of hotly contested games
  fade inevitably within musty corridors of time
and the stiffening of sinews in the legs and back
  which render all the more poignant such nostalgia attacks...

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Caren Krutsinger Date: 9/20/2021 11:53:00 AM And I say thank goodness for this "long-ago recollections of hotly contested games fade inevitably within musty corridors of time" Login to Reply

Mike Gentile Date: 9/13/2021 11:56:00 AM Nostalgia is for me is the most poignant of all! Memories to be treasured forever!! Lovely write GW!! Login to Reply

Kim Rodrigues Date: 9/13/2021 5:24:00 AM I was the softball catcher. In the earlier adult days, I had a player throw sand in my eyes (I had contacts in). She didn’t like that she was called, “Out!” One of my team members told me later, “I got her back for you.” LOL…when you know your part of a team. I sucked it up the time I got hit in the chin, a bounce off the ground. Fun days ;) Login to Reply

Marikate Kingston Date: 9/12/2021 8:49:00 PM I remember those days of double plays. The fits when there were lost mitts. The soccer field at 8 a.m, mom's damp feet, wet grass in cleats. "Be one with that ball!" her dad would yell. "Get the puck in the net before the bell" LOVE this poem as you can tell. Just motivated me to write. Your poems are so much fun. I want to write like you and others someday. My favorite line: ..which render all the more poignant such nostalgia attacks" :-) Login to Reply Gershon Wolf Date: 9/12/2021 9:04:00 PM Marikate, your enthusiasm and your kind words overwhelm me. They absolutely make my evening!! Thank you so much! Three cheers, Gershon (Soup mail, please).