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Here Comes the Pitch

Silence -- bases loaded, Base-runners paused, mid-pose' Caps set, brows of sweat. Almost ready now. Here comes: Pitch, Swing, Home Run, Cheer -- We Won!

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Julian Scutts

Date: 3/21/2018 6:41:00 AM

As a study in terse verse, on the ball. Thank you also for your comments on my poetry

Gershon Wolf
Date: 3/21/2018 1:26:00 PM

Thanks, Julian...The verse could be worse, I guess. :) gw

Caren Krutsinger

Date: 3/21/2018 3:49:00 AM

Isn't that true, now? The only silence during a baseball game is when bases are loaded. Thanks for the reminder in the form of a sweet poem.

Gershon Wolf
Date: 3/21/2018 1:29:00 PM

Very observant, Caren! TBT, (Truth be told), never realized that it's the only silence in a game, but you're right!! Thanks for the illumination. ~Mr. 'Bit Brighter Now,' :) gw

Line Gauthier

Date: 3/20/2018 11:19:00 PM

Well done, Gershon. A home run.

Gershon Wolf
Date: 3/21/2018 1:29:00 PM

I was hoping for that! ... We won! Thanks a million, Line. :) gw