Best League Poems

When I was a child,
summer at my Aunt Joanne’s
meant staying out as late as it took the sun to set!
And mostly with my cousin Chris,
I...

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The dream of every Little Leaguer
in our town was to play in The Ballpark.
The Ballpark was the diamond 
where all the Major League games were...

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It's said 100 million Americans watched the Superbowl, which like a religious event is held on Sunday. I wonder if 100 million Americans have ever...

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I have attempted to capture my favorite major league baseball players in this little shape poem of home plate. Included are (in no particular order):

Say...

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Avec Amour

softly seasons change
melting into one another
winter to spring
Sping to summer.

but fall strides
in seven league 
ice boots, hugging
trees so tight
they blush crimson
drop their tarted leaves
like...

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She has a mole upon her cheek;
A blemish of which we dare not speak;
At the thought of it her mood turns bleak,
But I think it...

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The traveler reeked of weariness,
His companion was Fatigue
Wear upon his clothes suggest
He'd come a million league.

Gaunt were eyes deep set and brown
Above his cheekbones high
His...

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Everything around me is still
The soft lights ward off the cold
My worried heart is unsettled
Every minute makes me old

Time seems to drag on and on
Not...

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can you taste the w i n d .  .    .  


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Standing at the plate there is no doubt
The pitcher is determined to strike me out
He squints to see the catcher's glove
Then spins and swings his...

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Preseason Baseball
two-thousand-sixteen
is now underway
oh what fun it is
watching baseball played

the grapefruit league
the cactus league
in Florida
Arizona

who'll make team
and who won't
get in shape

April
for real

play...

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I was going through pictures I found in our attic
Pictures of our first newborn and more
Echoes of children ran through my mind
Like the surf hitting...

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Has a tear of joy ever escaped from the window of your soul? A moment of realization that fell out of your control? Have you...

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Last league of March, after spring had reached its peak,
I opened my doors to abeer.
And sunshine.

She grinned, 
Wished, 
Ran,
And shrieked in delight when I caught...

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