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Acrostic Baseball Poems | Acrostic Poems About Baseball

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BASEBALL acrostic


              Batters up…..the tingles start and now we know its spring
              All the winter woes are gone and baseball fever sings
              Seats are chosen --lucky fans will sit where they can see
              Easy chairs for some are best--- the price of them is free
              Bull pens hold the players and the feelings there run high
              As the batter taps the plate he glances at the sky
              Like somewhere there is a baseball god who’ll help him out
              Luckily he smacks a low ball—it’s a home run and a shout

Copyright © Victoria Anderson-Throop | Year Posted 2013

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Batter Up

Batter, batter swing that bat, hit that ball!
A roar goes up from the crowd.
The crack of the bat sends the ball soaring high,
To be caught in the right fielder's glove.
Excitement fills the air as the two teams battle on,
Relying on their skills and lady luck.

Umpires stand ready to call "Safe" or "Out".
Players play to win.

For Debbie Guzzi's "Batter Up" contest

Copyright © Kim Merryman | Year Posted 2015

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South Paw Babe Ruth

Silence, hushed a crowd in awe,
only crickets, could be heard.
Under the spell, of the Babe,
they looked, to where he pointed,
hoping, to see a home run. 

Perhaps, the greatest player,
America ever knew,
would once again, please the crowd.

But the pitcher, wasn't phased,
and threw, a wicket screwball.
Babe watched, its winding approach,
eyed it close, took aim, and swung.

Resounding, off of his bat,
unfailingly, the ball flew.
Then, as the home crowd cheered, it
headed, straight to its target.


(A first letter acrostic poem spelling " South Paw Babe Ruth.")

Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2015

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Crazy Bi'w'atch

What you sayin?
We own it
For the morning of the lord
To the night
Don’ start
Tarty mart

Copyright © Moses Samandar | Year Posted 2014

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B ats balls bases shaped like a diamond 
A merica's favorite past-time being played 
S luggers hitting those home runs 
E ating hotdogs peanuts and crackerjack 
B ases loaded a grandslam 
A ll Star break in mid-July 
L obbing strikes over home plate 
L ove to watch the Boys of Summer play the game 

      -C.A.Saputo xoxo

Copyright © Christine Saputo | Year Posted 2016