Long Batters Poems

In this life of what's to be,
we define life as what we see.
The thoughts of love and life we see,
are the driving force of what we believe.

Of the twins alive in me,
one is blind and...

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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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MEGANS HIT - the Baseball Sonnet
There on the deck, I took a practice swing
tormented in the possiblity--
then hope was dashed--I found no hope to bring
up to the plate, when Ump cried out, "Strike 3!"

I was...

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MEGANS HIT
There on the deck, I took a practice swing
tormented in the possiblity--
then hope was dashed--I found no hope to bring
up to the plate, when Ump cried out, "Strike 3!"

I was the last to bat--in...

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MEGAN'S HIT
There on the deck, I took a practice swing
tormented in the possiblity--
then hope was dashed--I found no hope to bring
up to the plate, when Ump cried out, "Strike 3!"

I was the last to bat--in...

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MEGAN'S HIT
There on the deck, I took a practice swing
tormented in the possiblity--
then hope was dashed--I found no hope to bring
up to the plate, when Ump cried out, "Strike 3!"
I was the last to bat--in...

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Dear Old Joe,

I have found a retiring fascination
with right nature conserving
and yet very wrong 
left-handed spiritual answers

Messengers to invite
more deeply recreating 
natural outside
spiritual inside 
co-arising questions

Unanswered lifespan queeriosities
about important Earth health
and personal ego-safe wealth
preservation matters
that...

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Enough Angelina, drop the bouquet of harebells.  
The flowers wilt as your graying hands stiffen. See, how grave
is our newborn son. We gift him a black crêpe layette.
Say Darling Edward, say, Golubushka, make me...

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In cricket what is the definition of Stoic?

Who is the limited edition who debunks tradition

Who is the true rendition of heroic?

Pay heed to a rare breed from a special creed

The house of flying daggers

Batters staggers...

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It was slightly overcast, that day in April.  The crowd was cheering.  They always 
cheered for him.  He was over age, over the hill, and over indulged.  But, god how 
he...

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Is there any other sort of sport.. that can hold a candle to having to handle

Getting caught in the ripsnort onslaught scandal…as speedsters hold court

Fraught as they face a serious deleterious imperious express pace ace

At...

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Pen nothing but sentiments the simple thoughts of simple men simpletons tryna simply slice and dice my elegance. I dance in my far from fancy pants, i’m a far-gone man comin’ from far-off lands, with...

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Where do you begin with Ravichandran Ashwin...intellectual impresario

Red ball romeo... conceptual maestro..the Kingpin of spin..leather lothario

Perpetual taunting...teasing..bubbling cerebral cauldron formenting..haunting

Troubling.. flaunting...tormenting..vaunting..fermenting..pleasing

Luminosity...but another one of the band of badger brothers

Reeks of unique chic tweak at its...

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Life – a churning maelstrom that batters the senses, the emotions
Ceaseless, never waning as it pounds endlessly on our soul
An eternal storm, lashing continuously against us
Beating at us, wearing down all resistance
Consuming us with its...

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Oi Oi ..saveloy…caps do doff..bless Joffy boy…with injury woes and blows…

From the off some did scoff…Joff can no longer bowl for toffee…clearly not really…

Not being coy but some of those press hoi polloi said Ben...

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

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There is a strange cool breeze blowing from the East and
it is telling me that the journey is complete.I have to
put on my Sunday best before I journey to the West.
The strange sun heat is...

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I remember the day of my nine pitch inning.
Though it happened over forty years ago.
The day was hot, yet cloudy,very little breeze.
 
I went through my usual stretching and running.
The guys knew to leave me...

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Our own hagrid (in the corporeal essence of marital relatives) heaves livid rage
like real life harry potter dementors dead set on wreaking havoc
   mainly from the zison matriarch in a mental and physical...

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Our own hagrid (in the corporeal essence of marital relatives) heaves livid rage
like real life harry potter dementors dead set on wreaking havoc
   mainly from the zison matriarch in a mental and physical...

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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 dry.
From time to time you'll get little or no
run support.
You...

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Throwing back the sun light to shower the world
Skin stretched out as much as possible, trying to flood the universe with his infinite cheer
Little feat scurry around, little hands wave up and down
Seeking more, finding...

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Not just WTC..

KG has to be..the OG

Saffa Jaffa gaffer….sole goal

Batters harries
 
Carries..never parries

Weight and expectation

Fate & soul

Of a whole nation


South African speedster larder 

Is choc a block

Marco..new narco tyro

Already a believer 

The length & strength...

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Dear little flower,
I see you 
I watch you struggling daily
you are so fragile
the strong wind continuously pushing you
in any direction it wants 
always knocking you down
You keep pushing yourself to get back up,
only to be...

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Have bowlers become spicier?

Hitches in batting riches

Cut sl**s shut in a rut

Pitches become dicier?


Chestnut witches strut

Gluts of stitches

And seams dreams

Humdrum Timber 

Tantrum doldrums

Back in the hut


 
What we did see at the WTC

Wood from the...

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