The Great Plains
Vast expanse of land,
Virginal, pure, and yet shaped by man’s hands,
A rich and lustrous corn carpet,
An open land with distant horizon
Where man’s green fields and nature’s blue sky meet
Cows and deer fearlessly frolic
On man’s earth, bucolic
With the long spidery electrical wires,
The tall water sprinkler towers
That the cornfield requires
Lone truckers headed to distant cities,
With microwaves, shoes, juice boxes, and other nitty-gritties
Loaded with goods of everyday need,
Unable to ignore this picture painted by man
Cruising at a ginger speed
In this isolation, man’s cares are forgotten,
He abandons his city life rotten
Incredible peace gently seeps,
The deep, satisfying solitude
For an eternity in his mind he keeps
He will again roam the vast land with a new sense of freedom,
Re-live his life as sacred
Such are the magnanimous Great Plains of this wondrous land,
Which bring tears to my eyes
Dumbstruck, on this land of numerous possibilities I stand.
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Inspired by a cross-country Amtrak trip from New York City to Kingman, AZ
Say Hey Jason Bay
Where'd it go astray
used to roar like lion and now you just bray
Let us Pray
Give me a break with your headache and your practice hitting sessions
after 8o mill it,s too late for in season lessons
It,s Summer Time and by now your numbers should be lofty
instead we get another scoop of a second-rate Mr. Softee
your time has been numbered since the day of your hire
time to try your balancing act on the league,s waiver wire
Your not Mays not Steve Henderson not even Lee Mazzili
Even King Kong Kingman,s strikeouts were never this silly
as a Pirate and a Red Sox you were never in such a rut
Go away wayward stray
the epitome of a New York Mutt
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