Baseball Identity Poems

It's not easy becoming a Legendary  
Major League Baseball pitcher.
It never was and will never be.
You get put through the wringer
and hung out to...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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Would you make my phone ring?

Would desire retake the wild that perspires as the legend is written yet the time goes unnaffected?

Babe the world gets...

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I HAVE GREAT RESPECT FOR THAT NOLAN RYAN. 
IN EVERY SINGLE WAY. 
I WOULD LOVE TO THINK OF THIS 
AS JUST ANOTHER DAY. 
NOLAN RYAN...

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By Robert (Bob) Moore (©2015)

The gun shearer has gone now, like many other things
the shearing sheds are empty, and wools no longer king
gone now like...

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My president does not believe
that terror, is Islam based
Without the courage to say the words
he struggles to save face

Can't bring himself to say the words
what's...

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Kang, an asian boy who has lunch by me, has the funniest laugh I know.
I BET IN THE NEXT TEN YEARS... he will become a...

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Used To Be

You recall both you and me drinking when the sun came up?
You say there was a time or three there was no coffee...

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The torn Rawlings symbol,

old worn leather

faded light brown,

fingers coming apart.

In its web pocket, 

sits a ball, which is

almost as abused,

as the leather. 

Back then,

it was...

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Fifty years, boy and man, I’ve been a Sooners fan;
And watched thousands of recruits try to make my Sooners Team.
Often, I’ve enviously wondered what it...

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