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Nascent Poetic Tribute To Black History Month
Nascent poetic tribute to black history month...
crafted before onset when people of color  
got acknowledged for twenty eight or nine days
depending if leap year occurred. 

Though I yam Caucasian,
rightful to honor most bitter
racist genocidal...

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Categories: hitter, abuse, dream, evil, february, grave, hate, history,
Form: Rhyme



his December 17th 2024
This December 17th, 2024...

alternately titled: a literary retrospective when holiday times living hand to mouth in Penn Valley fraught with slim pickings and yours truly felt utterly miserable that nary a delivery from Santa Claus...

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Categories: hitter, absence, america, angst, betrayal, christmas, grief, humorous,
Form: Rhyme
This December 17th, 2021
This December 17th, 2021...

Totally tubular fiction yup,
nevertheless I reflect 
the year (arbitrarily plucked from misty past)
Santa Claus did not show up
courtesy imagination license
cruel as crippled poet pan handler 
rattling his empty cup.

Though blink of time...

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Categories: hitter, 1st grade, 2nd grade, 3rd grade, 4th
Form: Rhyme
Virat Kohli
Virat..never ersatz..fat cat with the bat

Look at record book stats in every format

Kerching bling King of tats

Vicious & pernicious in the ring

Kohli kidology methodology thing


Tit for tat..spit for spat

Bit of chit chat

Never ending..mind bending

No caveat..rat...

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Categories: hitter, sports,
Form: Rhyme
Skg
Its time to do what's written
Explain,  I can't until you let go of all you know
To understand what truths we are missing
Or that have been hidden

I will use my self as target
Cause its not...

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Categories: hitter, faithme, lost, metaphor, life, lost, me, time,
Form: I do not know?



Good Bad Cop
I'm the good bad cop,
I'm good at being bad
My partner is the bad good cop,
he's bad at being good
We make a good team,
we put a scare into the bad guys
Both of us love reading them...

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Categories: hitter, jobs, philosophy, psychological, word play,
Form: Dramatic Monologue
Premium Member Thought Of You Today
Been raining all week. This morning started off with a bit of sun and it got me reminiscing. About my youth. About you. Next month marks one year since your passing. We spent the last...

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© Tom Woody  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: hitter, appreciation, in memoriam,
Form: Haibun
Premium Member The Ballpark Part 2 the Game
It only took about ten minutes for me to warm up,
so, I had time to play catch with a friend on my team.
The line-ups were given to the umpire, the umpire
yelled two of my favorite...

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Categories: hitter, baseball, change, childhood, dream,
Form: Free verse
Common Thread First Strand Za
alternate long worded title – the grudge holder from one generation to the next for all intents and purposes remains the same, and thus interestingly enough, they can easily be a pinch hitter for man,...

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Categories: hitter, 12th grade, 9th grade, birth, fate, image,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Just Another Girl
I was sitting alone at the airport bar,
waiting for a connecting flight;
When she sat down on the stool beside me
as the day was turning into night.

I had a sense she was a beauty,
but didn’t want...

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© Joe Flach  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: hitter, life, girl,
Form: Rhyme
Fabulous Fifties
Fabulous Fifties

is what they called it,

we just called it a good time.

It was a great time in history

to be a teenager, to have our

youth, it was a time for some

to rebel, others to grow up.

Movies...

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Categories: hitter, nostalgiaworld, old, time, longing, new york, old,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Batter Up
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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Categories: hitter, baseball,
Form: Prose
A Baseball Player's Legacy
The players take the field
Pitchers and catchers warm up
Pre-game practice is underway
The coaches and umpires discuss the rules
The coaches shake hands and walk away;
The home-plate umpire yells "let's play ball"
The game is underway.

The pitcher takes...

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Categories: hitter, children, people, sports, home, home,
Form: I do not know?
Beyond the Snows of Winter
BEYOND THE SNOWS OF WINTER

You go on ahead, my son,
I’ll catch up with you when the snow reaches the end of winter
You have your life to live and worlds to explore 
Where you are headed...

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Categories: hitter, father, father son, loss, love, son,
Form: Free verse
Play Ball
At the ballgame a man with his hair in a bun,
Was watching the children, and his wee, tiny son,

Who came up to bat with the game on the line,
He looked to his coach, who gave...

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© BP Skinner  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: hitter, baseball, boy, children, games, inspiration, sports, strength,
Form: Rhyme
Glorified Babysitter
Methinks the here
     to fore purposeful inclusion
     of key word "babysitter"
a slight oversight describing
     residents at Highland Manor
     (a...

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Categories: hitter, analogy, conflict, dad, dance, fate, health, howl,
Form: Dramatic Verse
Premium Member The Legend of Nolan Ryan Major League Baseballs Strike Out King
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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Categories: hitter, baseball, character, culture, identity, imagery, inspiration, tribute,
Form: Free verse
My Truth In Life
I'm in love with life again!
I hear it in the prose,
in the influx and the echos
as passion reading goes.
I dream of it, I team with it,
 I sow life's seam with it
How's that you sticking...

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Categories: hitter, hope, life, love, me, truth,
Form: Rhyme
Irreverent Hotheaded Grinch
(Any resemblance between said title,
as told tummy by ya finch,
and commander in chief,...
not accidental, nor a cinch
buttock hum posed on behalf

of these bottom ming out
fifty states, plus Puerto Rico inch
ching, donning, and clamoring
desperately for fluffin...

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Categories: hitter, age, allegory, allusion, america, analogy, care, conflict,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member When He Was Young
When he was young and didn’t know better he admits to being a little haunted
not by ghosts or goblins or monsters…but by all the things he ever wanted.

For instance when his friends and he played...

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© Jim Yerman  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: hitter, life,
Form: Verse
Premium Member Shadow Soliloquy
The pretty lady in white throws the bouquet,
like a game show host giving out consolation prizes;
like the bottle cap liner on your tropical fruit juice -
"thanks for playing - try again"

So her flowers were caught...

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© John Watt  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: hitter, sad, wedding,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Nothing But a Name
I once thought that my life was so good,
but I was wrong, I must have misunderstood.

It was a mirage, it was not really there.
I felt wiped clean, exposed, totally bare.

The love, that was professed to...

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Categories: hitter, betrayal, confidence, conflict, courage, woman,
Form: Couplet
Premium Member Respected
No need to brag
Jeter #2 was born to play and win; now that’s swag
For twenty years he has been the face of the MLB
Games played in 2123 
Scored runs 1569
He won his 5th and final...

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Categories: hitter, baseball, goodbye, retirement, sports, tribute,
Form: Rhyme
Catch This Fire
I have no boundaries

I am the air
Lightly above you
I am the earth
Strong beneath your feet
I am the sparkling city that embraces the ebony of your sky
Diamond Concrete

I am a bold faced lie
I am a dose...

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Categories: hitter, love,
Form: Bio
Premium Member The Experience
The car started to skid…
I was having a catch with my Dad;
I re-attended every birthday party
that I had ever had.
I relived my first kiss
and the night my virginity was lost;
I was driving that old red...

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© Joe Flach  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: hitter, death, life, car, life,
Form: Rhyme

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