Best Ballgames Poems

The golden hour for rising has arrived, and there are violet roses in the sky,
So, I bid hello to you, my robust friend, as the vibrant, cerise birds float by.

The obsidian night, it was very long, and was filled with pleasant dreaming,
Like scenes from the...

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Fields of stars blanket warm summer skies
Songs of crickets and cicadas overwhelm the senses
In reply, fireflies dot the lawn
Full of dandelions and buttercups waiting for dawn
Far away flashes of summer heat strike with no sound 
Showing distant lands and tops of massive thunderclouds

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TALKING TO A WALL
By Leonard Kleeman

Did you ever feel like talking to 
a wall?
It isn't hard to do if there's no one
there at all.
You are all alone and no one 
is there
But you want to talk; for someone 
to hear.

You have things to say but...

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You seemed to love me and I thought it was real,
Young and foolish, I was so naive but quite genteel,
Attended all your ballgames, cheered you on with zeal,
Even learned curling so we could  join your bonspiel.
I played your queen at functions, you had a...

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I’ve made my entrance into this world.
You looked at me with your eyes you did adore.
Your love and protection I could feel
My name you gave me was written and sealed.
You held and nurtured me all through the day.
But, Momma and Daddy, “Did you take time...

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Got to reminiscing,
just the other day,
where it is I am in life,
and how I got that way!

I'm living in a seniors home,
which is where I ought to be,
with other people, just as old,
and most, older than me!

Some folks here use walkers,
some use wheelchairs too!
Names, are...

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A nice, pretty Jewish woman 
told me a while back 
that she thought Basketball was for Black people 
   What she didn't realize is that it used to be called 
"The Jewish Game".  
I passed through a period as a youth when...

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under the dirt, under the grass
     live creatures fantastic we never see
  just as on the ocean bottom
     glide fish we cannot imagine

  to think that in our gut are all sorts
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Patience

Patience is something I know that I lack,
I’m one waiting line away from a heart attack.
I want immediate satisfaction, immediate result,
I’m running a race, not dancing a waltz.
I’m always early, I’m never late,
Procrastination is something I hate.

I’m not one to sit on my hands,
My attention...

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Excursions, picnics, get-togethers, ballgames
  An exhausted father slumps into his favorite armchair, leans back --
Ah, the pot of gold at the end of ‘his special day’
  
…Dad hobbles outside – bad knees and all – to set up
     the...

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If we want to live in a northern latitude,
to the winter’s weather, we must adjust our attitude.
In the cold temperatures, we have to thrive.
Keeping warm is what we need to stay alive.
I certainly never get any joys or thrills
when I have to pay higher heating...

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Late at night I’d sprout some hair and my nose would start to twitch,
My teeth grew long but I didn’t care as I looked forward to the switch.

I traveled about in the night by the light of a full born moon,
It was enough for me...

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" Memories Among the Ruins "



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What I sometimes see before sunset or sunrise,
is one of the most beautiful things before my eyes.
A reddish sky through branches of the chestnut tree,
permeating the heavens is what I can see.
The pink hues remind me of cotton candy.
That is my childhood treat so sweet...

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I've reached the age of going to school,
learning letters, and the golden rule.

I'm growing fast thats no lie,
I've just graduated into junior high.

Classes, ballgames, parties, and fun,
my wonderful life has just begun.

Friends, teachers, pets, and, Beaus,
dresses, proms is a part of lifes little woes.

I'm a...

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