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Ode Baseball Poems | Ode Poems About Baseball

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Details | Quatrain |

Ode To The Ump

Watch him there behind the plate
The guy referred to as "blue"
"Hey blue, you must be blind!
How could you call that ball strike two?"

He takes the ribbing all in stride
Been doing this for many years
Loves the game, the fans, the kids
Lots of fun and yes, sometimes tears

To soon the season will be over and done
But next year the kids will come to play
The ump will smile and call "batter up!"
He'll be having fun just like he is today….

My husband has been a Little League
 Umpire of many years. He loves it!

Copyright © Barbara Gorelick | Year Posted 2015

Details | Ode |

Twenty Years

Oh captain,our captain,
How much us Yankees will miss you so.
20 years You gave us,
Without any complaints to a friend or foe.
You gained our love and trust,
Your surely and forever have our respect,
That no other player will every deflect.
A true Yankee through and through....
We couldnt be prouder,
You was always our fighter.
So calm and relaxed was you,with every
Game you showed how much you did care,
Even if you have left the plate your presence
Will always be felt there.
What more is there to say,
We know you went out your way.

Copyright © Ettie Christian | Year Posted 2014

Details | Ode |

Ode to a Brother's Wedding

The white clouds 

stand as mountains

bright in the sun,

they drift,

and wait
for an answer.

A hand was offered

and taken

in the chaos of nature,

that which stands
as the madrone
in the mist,

or thrives in fungal

bliss beneath sodden

leaves and that

which burns a hellish
swath through all
that grows and breathes.

We've known
the human comedy,

what flimsy structures

grew with a driven nail,

what rabbit trails

vanished in the dusty
voids of betrayal.
The clouds drift
slowly in stately peace,

the gates of heaven,

where all is truth,

the river flows,

a constant monument,

a soft roar,

rapids to eddy.

We see the majesty

of all things.

Hand in hand,

we say,

we're ready. 

Copyright © Peter Kautsky | Year Posted 2017