Long Strike out Poems

These Limericks were written by many different PS poets who are all remaining anonymous.  If you would like to add one of your own and remain anonymous send it to my soup mail. Enjoy!

Roses...

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I wonder ?, have pondered ?, have analyzed the boxes, 
the cages, the walls my little Girl, my young Woman, 
finds herself packaged in, trapped in, stuck behind, 
believing that they have come into being...

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In Michigan, the weather can change for the worst in October.
This particular Halloween came a blizzaring.
The lights went out and in a dark, dark room, candles were lit; therein, the opaquest narrative was captured.

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With the...

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Every step feels like a hurricane or twister, and it’s not child’s play
I keep letting go of the notebook, guess it’s time to review the frames
You can never walk on water if you don’t first...

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GROWING UP ACROSS THE STREET FROM 
TIGER STADIUM HAS ITS ADVANTAGE
AND DISADVANTAGES.
BEING A YOUNGSTER 
HOT HUMID MUGGY SUMMER NIGHT.
DETROIT MICHIGAN.
JULY NINETEEN HUNDRED AND 73
WOULD TURN OUT TO BE A VERY
COLD
NIGHT.
IN THE MOST UNTHINKABLE WAY.
RUNNING AROUND...

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 ~ I - I Arrive in Glasgow ~

When I arrived in Glasgow town
I knew nary a soul
So tired I's nearly fallin' down
Yet I'd no place to go 

I wandered up Buchanan street 
In hopes...

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Melanie, my Dear Child .

I am sorry Melanie, oh so sorry that this early morning
has brought strife, such a nightmare into our home, our life.
Your life, my Dear, is far too important, far too precious
to...

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The bases needed sweeping 
As the end was drawing near
Buns and weenies waving
As Fans swilled down their beer

The crowd jumped to their feet
As Macy went to bat 
And while walking to the plate
To everyone he...

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There is a story ‘bout Casey, that is but incomplete
It tells of simple ball and bat and Mighty’s ignoble feat
There we learned of failure and the storied Mudville name
Here we’ll learn what happened in the...

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There is a story ‘bout Casey, that is but incomplete
It tells of simple ball and bat and Mighty’s ignoble feat
There we learned of failure and the storied Mudville name
Here we’ll learn what happened in the...

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Escape
rondel/roundel by Geoffrey Chaucer
translation by Michael R. Burch

Since I’m escaped from Love and yet still fat,
I never plan to be in his prison lean;
Since I am free, I count it not a bean.

He may question...

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The refrain was so soft I almost didn’t hear,
When the essence of WOMAN sighed in my ear.
“It’s safe to go back” were the words that were said,
And they roiled in my head while I lay...

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Like tipper tapping tiny feet toddling
I watched your mirriard of droplets 
stream down my car window
Night sky like the backdrop of a show
and the lightning strikes adding to the mood of the performance
where ordinarily it...

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Before golden opportunity
(goes no argh hue mint 
the way of Long John Silver)
doth fade and dwindle
not necessarily cuz the missus
did (NOT) bribe and swindle
an ambition (for nor rhyme nor reason)
arose to kindle...

Affectionate communication
employing (figurative) gambol
probably...

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How could you be so chaste 
leaving me by myself to waste
Letting me rot away inside 
like some hidden away lie
White lies black truths 
Closed mouth
	Ears
Eyes
To the injustice of a life taken away by the...

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Because some troubles and faults left by last administration, the incumbent can try to restore or redress. But for some other questionable moves beyond recantation, the incumbent can only conduct limited control on their irreversible...

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Your lover’s drawing straws without you, better bid farewell;
he’d never time for rhyme or reason, so it’s just as well.
Slip out the curtained window quick, the future winks and calls,
ignoring paths of pagan gods, where...

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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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We're all children on this broken playground. Swings with no seats, monkey-bars with no bars, broken glass littered about: yet it's all we know and so

With stubbed toes and wounded hearts we beg to be...

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Untitled

I have lived – adventures - had a few.
I have loved – had love – one or two.
Today seems to have neither – nothing new,
as my life is but a distant, clouded view
of all that...

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Another baseball season begins and as teams vie for fortune and for fame…I’m reminded of the time I tried to teach my children….

THE INTRICACIES OF THE GAME

It was years ago when we took our children...

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That men have no emotions is a misconception
But we drop them with little reception
So we bottle them up inside
Ironically finding the bottom of the bottle to confide
Men are taught to be strong
And that any weakness...

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A FATHER, HIS CHILDREN AND BASEBALL

A father remembers years ago taking his children to the ballpark on a bright and sunny day.
They sat together in the stands and watched grown men at play.

They’d been sitting...

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DECONSTRUCTING  Major League Baseball 

When will MLB fans acknowledge  
and question the REAL Cheating 
taking  place right under their noses.

The Pitch Clock
The Pitch Count
THE CLOSER
The Netting 
The Expansion 
THE PHANTOM BASE RUNNER
The...

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Electric Mosquito Bat

Reached out for my windbreaker jacket, lifted it off its peg…
Slipped my left hand into the left sleeve to be followed by my right…
My mind was ever so clear, my heart ever so...

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