Best Mays Poems
Had given Willie all of our praise;
To see great plays would watch Mays;
Out in field, we did find him roam;
A baseball field was friendly home.
To play baseball always did love;
Caught fabulous flies with his glove;
When the bases had been loaded,
He hit ball and bat exploded.
After runners crossed the bases,
We would see smiles on their faces;
After they had scored run by run,
Found that game was finally done.
Amazing Mays was no longer here;
Frantic fly Into clear sky did disappear;
Baseball always would love and laud;
New team on will be coached by God.
Willie Howard Mays
set the baseball world ablaze
for many an NL MVP he did bid
and earned the sobriquet Say Hey Kid
I MET MELVIN MAYS WITH MY UNCLE MACK THIS LED TO THE FBI GIVING ME A PHOTO OF MELVIN MAYS 1986 AMERICAS MOST WANTED CIRO GARGANO WAS NO WHERE AROUND SERVING PRISON TIME IN TERREHAUTE INDIANA MOURNING THE LOSS OF HIS FATHER THE FBI TOLD ME MELVIN WAS TRADING WEAPONS WITH LYBIA AND WAS GOING TO BLOW UP THE CHICAGO TRANSIT SYSTEM AND SEVERAL GOVERMENT BUILDINGS I FEARDED FOR MY SAFETY OPERATION M.O.M.M.Y MELVIN MAYS WE MET THROUGH MY UNCLE MACK BEING RELATED TO THE HONORABLE ELIJAH MUHAMMAD I HAD NO IDEA MEL WAS ACTUALLY THIS DOMESTIC TERRORISTS SPECIAL AGENT GAVE ME THE PHOTOS AND ASKED FOR MY HELP I WORE WIRES PREGNANT FOR YEARS SO I HELPED MAYS WAS FINALLY CAPTURED I'M NOT SURPRISED CIRO GARGANO INVADED MY HOME RIPPING PAGES SEARCHING FOR MELVIN MAYES PHOTOS TO TERRORIZE ME SENDING ME THREATS FROM ELRULKIN GANGS THREATS ON LICENSE PLATES ABOUT THE 1986 PHOTO OF MELVIN MAYS FUNNY I SET A TRAP ALL I DID WAS PUT MELVINS PHOTO ON MY CABINET WITH A CRISIS PAMPLET INSTANTLY CIRO GARGANO TOOK THE BAIT WITH HIS CAMERA IN MY HOME ATTEMPTS TO ZAP MELVINS PHOTO FROM MY AC VENT WHERE HE ACTUALLY HAS A CAMERA INSTALLED FOR ONGOING HOME INVASIONS CORRUPTION AT IT'S FINEST WORKING FOR CIRO GARGANO TO EXPLOIT FBI INFORMANTS AGAIN DISGUSTING YOUR TWISTED THREATS TO INDERMINE JUDGE OLIVER GREENS MEMORY IS A HORRID BREACH 1776 TO 1976 LIBERTY AND JUSTICE FOR ALL I WILL NEVER FEAR ORGANIZED CRIME CORRUPTION LED BY A MAN THE FEDERAL BUREAU OF INVESTIGATION ARLINGTON HEIGHTS WIRED MY WOMB TO GET HIS PROSON TIME CUT HENCE THE ARSON MURDERS OF 9 DANGLING ON THE TABLE TO BE SWEPT UNDER MY WOMB AS WELL GOD BLESS JUGDE OLIVER GREEN I WILL NEVER FORGET OUR LAUGHS OUR TALKS AT OUR MEETINGS THE MILITARY ORDER OF THE PURPLE HEART GOD BLESS AMERICA
A young man frequents our bookstore looking for sports books that interest him
and…when we happens to spy them…
he asks us to hold them for him until he has enough money to buy them.
He was in the other night and immediately his gaze
fell upon a book about the L. A. Lakers and one about Willy Mays.
As he went back and forth between the two books….he looked a bit bemused…
You see, both books cost ten dollars…which made it hard for him to choose
He finally decided on Willy Mays…
and when I asked if he wanted us to hold it he said, “That would be great!
I’ll have enough money by the end of next week.”
Then looking back he said, “I guess the Lakers will have to wait.”
After he left…an older man whom I’ve never seen before…
but who obviously is kind-hearted…
brought the L. A. Laker book up to the counter saying,
“I’d like to buy this and the Willy Mays book for the man who just departed.”
I thanked this man profusely…and as I put the two books into a gift bag
I asked him if on the bag there was anything he wanted to say…
He shook his head and smiled,
“Just tell the young man when he comes back…
to enjoy the books and have a nice day.”
I don’t know if I’ll ever see this man again…
but I shall forever remember the kindness he showed that day…
when he bought a book about the L. A. Lakers
and one about Willy Mays…
Yes, in a world where hatred, greed and evil…is running rampant…
it’s a moment I’ll never forget…
the day a man I never knew spent twenty dollars on two books
to give to a man he never met.
oh, perfect harvest moon, my surprisingly wonderful friend
what are you doing, hanging around the sky in May?
we need you in October, so I sketch you rapidly
afraid you will disappear before I get your lines down right
the cherry blossom trees appear magically orange tonight,
there is a witch hazel ambiance in the wind
I feel like chanting, drumming, stomping and twirling
and so I do, enjoying May’s odd harvest moon.
May's first days of 2026 reminder of late autumn