Long At bat Poems

Here we are fans this fine summer day,
to watch Trash Can Cats, versus Downtown Stray.
The field is grand in this deep wooded glen,
pitchers are warming up in the bull pen.

Pitching for the Cats is Crazy...

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Pet Poems, First Dog, Blake

No matter, of course, how many times I asked,
The answer came, “No!”  Thus,
At age 9, at the start of summer, I searched
Our not especially well-kept house and yard
For every scrap...

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After the Vietnams and the Me Leis
Steel skull
Stone eye
Blooming jungle rot
Itching on the crotch
Jack scratches the trigger of his M14
Kisses the golden egg
And throws like the Babe.
Jack is now back from hell and trying to...

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Regardless of which field of endeavor you happen to be in, never say never, and never say, "It's over'' until it's over. I was in my garage during chores better known as this, that, and...

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I barely notice the horse as he walks,
his gait is so incredibly smooth,
we’ve been riding all morning on this ridge,
and have settled down into a nice groove.

My friend Joshua rides just behind me,
drinking in this...

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So exciting, I'm next, I'm next                             ...

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An Old Fools Worry

I’ve been a silly jester
Nearly my entire life.
Even as a goofy school kid
Way before I had a wife. 

I’ve always found real pleasure
In making people laugh.
But the problem is so often
It’s from...

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THE YOGI BERRA SONG
    IT AIN'T OVER 'TIL IT'S OVER
One run behind and I'm at bat, 2 are out,
I'll be damned if I don't get a hit.
I tell the catcher I'll be...

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I just learned (via email) 
  from a close paternal relative Pamela Noblitt
that my paternal grandfather (Aaron Harris), 
   when in his prime fit
as a fiddle served 
   in the...

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The team is still the only one in the league the right fielder is insane he sweats 
into the glove he bought for first...

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1. Heaven's Shore (Speaks of an everlasting love from here to eternity) https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/heavens_shore_1218763

2. A Walk In The Wood (I love the hypnotic affair of the sounds of the forest and my soul) https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/a_walk_in_the_wood_1030586

3. Touch And...

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the spouse of william jefferson bitten 
i.e. hillary clinton
appears tub bee foster ring ill fit ten
for tha role of president - cuz, she z currently hit n

objections viz potential intelligence violations -  
 ...

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IT AIN'T OVER 'TIL IT'S OVER
One run behind and I'm at bat, 2 are out,
I'll be damned if I don't get a hit.
I tell the catcher I'll be home in a while,
But he grins at...

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"The Road Not  Taken," Frost slow ball to my curb," ... by The Poet.

If you instant your past past your eyes! (Uhh!)
And the pause it had caused tis now gone, (Poof,)
made of years, good,...

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My memory is still clear from the sense of the morning.
The grass was damp and the fog was a thin mist trying
to disperse.Both teams were already on the field stretching
from baseline to baseline.The click clack...

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Not an audible sound but an attention getter nonetheless
An inspiration, an impression, a message, a voice of sorts
It came out of nowhere, from somewhere, from a special place
It entered my ears, my mind, my spirit,...

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Whence the time had come, for the winding road to shine,
(Orbiting in circles
Jumping Hurdles
Cyclonic sparkles)
Like a diamonté sun, caught in the clearing of vertiginous fog,

The brilliant bride adorned in light, her penguin-groom now in sight,
(White...

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He began his career playing T-ball along about the age of eight,
Never dreaming that becoming a professional was to be his fate!
Right off the bat (so to speak!) he was a natural at the game.
With...

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If I were to venture a sports analogy,
I'd say life most resembles baseball spiritually.
We spend eons preparing in the dugout,
Then nervously strut out to take our time at bat.

The rival coach directing our adversaries
Is the...

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A September call-up, pennant race;
Colossal bat and fresh young face.
Believed the hype and promised much
But found a pitch he couldn’t touch.

Fast tracked by coaches for greater good,
From age of nine he swung sweet wood.
Each level...

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Do my time, 4 a made up crime,

To do this, I write in rhyme.

I learned to live, can never trust,

To get anywhere, Do This I Must.

Cuz up till now, I trusted all,

Those people whom, would...

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4. Insurance agents
    make safe arrangements
    for you and your family.
    So, in case, you go BLOTTO!
    at home, in the auto, 
...

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Sadness and heartache 
overwhelm my body. My arms 
are heavy from the emptiness 
they feel. Where is the child I 
was to hold on this day. Why 
must I hurt in this terrible way. 

...

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Do you trust in the future enough to have kids,
Or is family - flailing of heart split in two?
Is it  more symptomatic of life on the skids
Could it be that a child's an extension...

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Strident howling I heard and feared it was my cat
Ran to the porch to find a ball of fluff at bat

A large hawk dive-bombing on a wee baby owl
To find it unprotected evoked a fierce...

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