Summer Baseball Poems

The crack of the bat,
The roar of the crowd,
The smell of the earth,
In these hallowed fields.

The taste of the hotdog,
The sun in my face,
The warm...

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When the leaves fall,
In the autumn, as the,
Sunsets as the night becomes cooler.
Seasons resemble the,
Changing of the guard.
From baseball to the,
Newly knighted kings of Football.
As...

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Small stadium built in the late forties,
minor-league once, but has been left behind,
built with girders and backless, wooden seats,
a local relic of an older time.
The...

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Ahh, the boys of summer are back,
    Getting ready for some baseball to play.
        And...

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If baseball were life and 
innings were seasons,
I'd sometimes play the Center-
a neutral spot with few extremes,
time enough for Short Stop dreams.
Don't care to be...

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Halfway through summer
  You delivered a bummer
Sold off all your big stars
  Nobody knows 
    who your new players are

Last...

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sunny summertime
an exciting pitcher stands
on the baseball mound
~
summertime sunny
exciting players volleys
the white volleyball


7/26/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2021©...

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In love with coffee mugs!
Better than old smelly wine jugs.

Big ones in the kitchen cabinet.
Waiting for me, shiny' smiking and all set.

Many vibrant colors to...

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Baseball
competitive, athletic
watching, playing, following
single, double, triple, homerun
hitting, pitching, fielding
American, popular
summer
...

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Lines, Launch Angles and Curve Balls

The boys of summer 
Set up for a season of lines, launch angles and curve balls
With straight chalky lines leading...

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Hey…did I ever tell you ‘bout the greatest baseball game,
Or should I say…the one that gave “Ol' Babe” his famous name?

Like several other great ones,...

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Poems about Children IV

Salat Days
by Michael R. Burch

Dedicated to the memory of my grandfather, Paul Ray Burch, Sr.

I remember how my grandfather used to pick...

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The season’s almost over
One game left to go
It was better than expected
Much worse than I had hoped
So many blown saves
For fans watching on TV

A walk...

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Brooklyn Cyclone number nine 
Is not ready to decline 
Clipity clop it climbs 
Into the blue sky where the sun shines 
Until it turns orange...

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Opening Day with a Little Delay

Take me out to the ball game
 Of balls and strikes - bloopers and perfect games; 
 Basket catches, ERA’S,...

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