Best Crackerjacks Poems

take me
out to the
ball game

take me
just take me
even in a crowd

i don't
care if
they 

never
get
back...

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 On
a cold
autumn eve,
playful fingers
tangled, soft and shy.
The smell of hot chestnuts
wafted through the milling crowd,
a promise of comfort and warmth.
We watched, you and I,...

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Driving through a small mining town
Angle parking in front of an old drug store
Memories flashed back to my childhood
Those days are gone forever more

Sitting on...

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Diamonds are a dangerous commodity.
Topaz brickettes pave lost roads 
for the unfortunate paths 
of bewildered Dorothy's
(and misguided second-removed cousins).
The birthday cards
I send myself,
are never returned...

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Down the lane in the summer sun-
that's where I long to go;
down where the trees bend low with shade 
and the creek widens and slows.

Down...

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The streets of, Hong Kong, are bustling this fine morning
Out for tea, noodles, a tattoo, and lots of beer
Luckily, the ship was put to pier...

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Connie's Daughter Ran Away


To mama, 

I'm sorry for the grief I'm causing.

It's not everyday a daughter runs away. But I must.
Forget my bunny hop, and...

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Mind in the fetal position contemplating
Rosicrucian Cosmo Conception-Theory
seen on the back of a crackerjacks box
with no prize inside.

all they offered was to arrange
a meeting of...

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How I wished, free flow of wheels
No words to tell , "how it feels".
When vehicles swish
Well, well, well!
This is what I relish.

How I missed, the...

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Daddy, please take me out to the ball game
running the bleachers, enjoying the fame 
buy me some warm peanuts and crackerjacks
let the ball fly to...

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I see that your life has had many interruptions 
Due to misguided assumptions, faulty guidance,
And a lack of fundamental education from the start.
You were thoroughly...

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Halloween is a scream dressed in orange and black
A night of sneaky creeps that rattle and clack
Vampires conspire to send midnight bat attacks
Witches stirring cauldrons...

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I have recognized many old ladies, but I know two of them.
They were Florence and Duno, both crackerjacks.
Their sense of humors rose in the sky...

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The crack of the bat
  but no crackerjacks
The game we held dear
  without a beer or a cheer

The ball sails into the stands
...

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