Another Season - Smokey Memories

The Brooklyn Cyclones 
      now represent the borough 
of Brooklyn 
    where I spent my 
formative years 
    Memeories of the long - departed 
Dogers 
     Linger over Keyspan park
like clouds 
Duke Snyder, Jackie Robinson,
    Sandy Koufax, Carl Furillo and 
the rest 
  are engraved in the borough's heart
        The Brooklyn Cyclones 
   now represent the borough of Brooklyn 
       I came into this world 
during the legendary 1955 World Series
When the Dogers finally triumphed
     Let's hope the Cyclones can 
follow in theit footsteps
     Bringing joy to 
Brooklyn aka Kings County
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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Grisetti Avatar
June 22, 2012 at 6:00 PM
A live baseball game beats TV any day. Good luck to your team.
Dietrich Avatar
June 12, 2012 at 9:57 PM
hey were you born in my year??? the greatest year in all history: birthday of civil rights, Mcdonalds, playboy and rock and roll?? If so, Yayyyyy for you!!! You know a lot about a lot of things as evidenced by this latest poem of yours.
A   Avatar
June 11, 2012 at 9:28 PM
By the way I dance, only on occasions. Like your poem I just read. about this poem: I don't think much is smoky about your memories.. I think you hold on to them pretty well. I'm glad you are finding joy once again,, in this time and age. I don't know who's Jackie Robinson, but I have sure heard and read lots about him... I think his nickname is Smoky Robinson... lol..i don't know... another great one,, gonna head out already! Good night xox~LINDA
Mac Donald Avatar
June 10, 2012 at 2:27 PM
Gee I can see you are really tied into your neighbourhood; you bring your memories to life here Matthew..! really informative and an all round good read.
Wesley Avatar
June 8, 2012 at 9:48 AM
I see you are a dedicated fan Matthew, I remember someone taking me to a baseball game and I fell asleep! Needless to say, I wasn't invited again. I guess you still love the games by the sound of it.
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