Bat Poems

List of New Poems

PM	Poem Title	Poet	Form	Categories
	Earning our Urn	Anthony Slausin	Free verse	bat, america, social, world,
	IN THE EYES OF GOD EVERYTHING BEAUTIFUL--	James Edward Lee Sr.	Lyric	bat, allusion, analogy, appreciation, image,
	Green Eggs, Spam and Grits	Mark Toney	Light Verse	bat, bullying, cat, courage, fantasy,
	A Cat A Rat and Paws That Bat	M. L. Kiser	Light Verse	bat, animal, cat, cute, funny,
	A Cat In A Rat Hole	Subimal Sinha-Roy	Light Verse	bat, cat, humorous,
	Shifty Ink	Duncan R. M. Ferguson	Lyric	bat, introspection, perspective, uplifting, writing,
	The Little Sperm That Could Not Swim	Bobby May	Free verse	bat, birth,
	A Problem For Bats	Lee Leon	Quatrain	bat, animal, endurance, funny, humor,
	Why I should win 1st Place	Miranda Hawley	Rhyme	bat, humorous,
	Cracking Crows	Anthony Slausin	Free verse	bat, america, conflict,
	ALASKA THE FIRST	Kim Rodrigues	Free verse	bat, adventure, beauty, travel,
	Zero to zero in nothing flat	John Bertin	Lyric	bat, business, life,
	Spinning Wheels Turn	charles messina	Verse	bat, truth,
	Is The End Nigh	Tom Wright	Lyric	bat, fate, god, how i
	Payback, discretion is advised	ARBOL VERDE	Dramatic Monologue	bat, dark, death, evil, murder,
	COUNTINUUM	Edlynn Nau	Rhyme	bat, conflict, creation, destiny, irony,
	Oh future	Kporho Vwede Daniel	Blank verse	bat, 7th grade,
	Alice	Kath Crilly	Verse	bat, books, childhood, symbolism,
	The Happy B Poem	Caren Krutsinger	Free verse	bat, 2nd grade, 3rd grade,
	The Telephone, Invader of my Space	Tom Wright	Lyric	bat, rude, silence, stress, technology,
	SAUDADE	Kim Rodrigues	Free verse	bat, lost love,
	Smarty Pants Poem Number Two	Caren Krutsinger	Rhyme	bat, 2nd grade, 3rd grade,
	A VALENTINE MEDITATION	Pixie Dust	Free verse	bat, perspective,
	Defined By Idioms	Judge Burdon	Rhyme	bat, identity,
	TIME	Mark Weismantel	Rhyme	bat, father, life, memory,
	If I Had a Secret Life	Eve Roper	Free verse	bat, emotions, fantasy, mythology,
	Magical Country	Caren Krutsinger	Free verse	bat, nature,
	MY RELATIVES IN SIMILES	Martin Brown	Monorhyme	bat, fun, word play,
	Light In Sunny Sky	Bernard F. Asuncion	Acrostic	bat, birthday,
	Bat Faced Cuphea	Valerie Staton	Haiku	bat, flower, scary,
	FIVE LIMERICKS PART TWO	Tom Cunningham	Limerick	bat, humor,
	Heaven's Light One Night In A Haunted Manor	Eve Roper	Rhyme	bat, fear, house, night, rain,
	Super Hero	Sunshine Shine	Rhyme	bat, appreciation, beautiful, best friend,
	Sturdy, Curvy, Furry Cats in Hats	CayCay Jennings	Light Verse	bat, animal, cat, fantasy, giggle,
	Why Do You Look So Cross	Duncan R. M. Ferguson	Lyric	bat, devotion, irony, uplifting,
	brands and trends	tamer hossam	ABC	bat, abuse, addiction, corruption, earth,
	brands and trends	tamer hossam	ABC	bat, abuse, addiction, corruption, earth,
	In Response	James West	Free verse	bat, rap,
	What Discursive Poetic Theme Shall I Write About	matthew harris	Bio	bat, abuse, allusion, america, analogy,
	Skeleton Quay - abridged for Goosebumps contest	Terry Flood	Rhyme	bat, death, dog, funeral, soulmate,
	Skeleton Quay - source poem for Goosebumps contest	Terry Flood	Rhyme	bat, best friend, death, grave,
	Ode to the long neglected squirrel	Julian Scutts	Couplet	bat, nature, tree,
	Messianic Zeal Of This Good Humored Punster	matthew harris	Free verse	bat, art, games, humorous, magic,
	Goodbye, Goodbye	Mike Hauser	Light Verse	bat, goodbye,
	The Haunted House Of Fun And Bones	Andrew Pollard	Rhyme	bat, children, funny, halloween, house,
	Casey on Second	Ed Morris	Narrative	bat, baseball, funny, humor, humorous,
	big sister	Jim Yerman	Verse	bat, family, sister,
	PTSD	Elijah Suarez	Blank verse	bat, poems, time,
	TRUMP IN MOTION	Mario Vitale	Free verse	bat, anxiety, art, autumn,
	Darling, were the young ones	john scott	Free verse	bat, analogy,

Bat Poem Example

The Little Master, Sachin Tendulkar

The Little Master, Sachin Tendulkar

At Wankhede Stadium in Mumbai,
   The Little Master chose to say good-bye;
His Rembrandtesque canvass hat shading eyes,
   He whispered thanks up to high-open skies.

Gods spurned earth but as living Avatar
   Though Sachin was not from Superman star,
Yet rolled cork and leather, he hit so far
   Which soared not from willow but from his roar.

And when his bat was laid up for the day
   After ferrying his side to safety bay,
He donned his landscape painter’s sunshade hat
   And took his long-on stance as humble brat.

A twelve-year old watched India lose the Cup,
   At thirty-seven roused his side, backed up
To the topmost crest in cricketing tide
   And put one voice in a people torn aside.

A whole nation woke to the cry: Tendlya:
   Beggar, Brahmin, Bhai and even infidel.
All drenched in the tide of common feeling
   For one novelist’s second book breeding.

Only five-foot five, strong neck in between
   Body made to withstand pace bowling steam:
No bumper nor full toss cowered him down
   Not even that mean ball bled his nose brown.

At Wankhede Stadium in Mumbai
   The Little Master chose to say good-bye,
His Rembrandtesque canvass hat shading eyes
   He whispered thanks up to high-open skies.

Then the nation held its breath at ninety-nine,
   While Sachin knocked nineties, not the last nine
To make that long-awaited world history,
    Until Bangladeshi ODI test victory.

Over heads of cover and point with off-lifts
   Elegant leg glances through long-stop rifts
Straight drives above umpires’ dreamy heads
   Dashing pulls past gaping square leg dreads.

Back to back boundaries and easy singles
   Late cuts through second slips’ shocking bungles
Then the home-stretch past the century post
   When India at last roared in burning thirst.

Myriad mrthangists thumped the beat
   Plaintive senais by the million broke out neat
Temple bells joined in the merry festival:
   Ton-up! O! Ton-up! No more survival !

But the Champ had other ideas in sight
   Like the fastest one day fireworks of might,
So he flashed his blade all over the tight field
   To rob the world of its remaining shield.

Now he says forty is not really old
   Cricket’s not the only thing to be sold:
To be a god in Hindustan is not all
   To be a PM is not given to all.

Not one vote will go to the other men
   Not one voice will be raised against batsmen
Who put the nation on the map of runs:
   The man with the bat is the man who runs.

At Wankhede Stadium in Mumbai
   The Little Master chose to say good-bye:
His Rembrandtesque canvass hat shading eyes
   He mumbled something to himself between sighs.

© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2013

Poem Copyright © T Wignesan