Best Ball Field Poems

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“Seasonal Walks in the Park!”

A walk in the park after a springtime morning rainfall 
Is to hear the droplets fall from bent branches overhead
That can shock and moisten one’s brow walking below
And make note on the many water stains...

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Guatemala Tour

The Mayan’s were the focus
Of our Guatemala stop
We saw some ancient ruins
Had a lunch and stopped to shop
That there describes the outline
Of any tours you take
But the devil’s in the details
In the memories you make
Again we took a bus ride
This time the streets were...

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ELEMENTS part 2: WIND

                                  Fiercely, it seemed the furious wind forestalled
 ...

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a church softball team
disembarks from a truck bed
and hits the ball field...

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The sport of ball games is many each summer and each fall. 

Within the Major leagues, and the Minors are many whines. 

The events that are pitted causes Peewees to bawl. 

Excuses like pines and whines, and levying of fines. 


Steroidal abuse accusations prevalent are...

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Walking onto the ball field and taking first base
As to my son I yield as short stop would be his place
Needing something to draw the base that wasn't there
In order to catch the ball and in keeping things fair

And as soon as I look down...

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                   We all went to granny's house one day.
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The trampoline helped me to distress
acrobatic jumps higher and higher still
problems and responsibilities in the air
jumping so high I landed on a pair of wings,

Hanging ten on his massive feathery wings
we soared through wisps of white clouds
he said your on a designated journey
to when you...

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I work all day in the heat and the sun...
Some days are rough but most are fun...
The seasons change as our work does too...
From blowing leaves in the fall, to plowing
snow till two...
Planting flowers in the spring, to building
a ball field with care...
A crew of...

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I saw them bloom
in emerald,glistening fields;
tall,dauntless and vibrant
searching for the sunniest sky:
to grow bigger than any other flower,
to be noticed by the incandescent sun;
but as the days grew shorter,
their vanity vanished in gloom...
the pitiful sunflowers wailed in twilight...
wondering if that was worth their cry!

I was...

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The sun ascended on the eastern shore as Tommy awakened to the day.
With eyes now opened, he jumped from his bed, excited.
He remembered, it’s the first day of summer vacation.
He is not about to waste the day lying around,
He would be off right after breakfast.
He...

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The sun ascended on the eastern shore as Tommy awakened to the day.
With eyes now opened, he jumped from his bed, excited.
He remembered, it’s the first day of summer vacation.
He is not about to waste the day lying around,
He would be off right after breakfast.
He...

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I board the midnight train because no one had an extra room to spear
I reserved an overnight seat that will take me into the deep
I didn’t know where I was going and all I needed was a place to lay my head to see the...

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America’s
faded glory
the polo field
reminds

Of years
of fleeting greatness
and hopes that lived
in kind

A child walks
the ball field
where ponies
used to tread

With memories
buried deep below
their grandeur
— all but dead

(The New Room: March, 2024)
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