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Home Run Heaven

Grass stains and blood mix with sweat --- The sky is clear and welcomes the arrival of a well hit ball --- The fielder glares into the sun's angry glow --- Glove outstretched in anticipation of a great catch --- While at the plate, the batter prays for the ball to enter the arena of home run heaven.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 12/8/2009 8:02:00 AM
The Christmas season seems to bring out such brilliant poetry from all the poets here at PoetrySoup making you all ~~~Poet Extraordinaires~~~. I thank you for sharing your poetry with us all through the year Sheol. Love, Carol
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Date: 12/7/2009 5:00:00 PM
cool poem Sheol ! I'm the batter! I'm there!
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Date: 12/7/2009 12:08:00 PM
Quite a flight of sustained fancy ... the stuff of great poetry. Well done.
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