Baseball Longing Poems

Gateway town, Mississippi and Missouri river flooding confluence,
with its celebration of manifest destiny, its looming, iconic archway.
Stainless westward marker, its culture flowed southward for influence
within...

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What if…

If fear did not guard and watch over me?
My seeds of shame and doubt
Would timidly venture out
And finally sprout,
But as they reached the light,
Like...

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Beloved,
with preposterous
persistence,
I still search
for your likeness.
Gravitating
toward every
handsome bald man, 
I scan the light 
that reflects
off their head,
like the globe of home.
I strive for
the sight of...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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Demolished by love
Demolished by love

My doors have been rattled
My cage has been rocked
The vessels are no longer
Moored to the dock

Thank you, love

My streets are abandoned
My...

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That girl keeps saying ‘no’	
Each time I ask her out.
She gives no reason why,	
Just turns and shuts me out.
I’m pretty sure she’s straight,	
Not on the...

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We say the word, “mental”,
like we would spit.
But there are no pills
for waking dreams;
the pills that we 
could only take in dreams
to take us to...

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In those eyes you threw
your sudden love,
like a ball thrown hard
at a catcher’s glove.

And I felt it and waited,
stunned,
un-mistaken,
wondering how I’d return it
unshaken.

To lob the...

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I see him there,
The one I love.

I see him there,
With a baseball glove.

His mind is just like my dad's,
Making it like mine.

He's good at math,
And...

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The narrow tunnel, darkened by shadows of denial;
my vessel of hope, adrift on possibilities.
A regretful mist hangs heavy in this melancholy place.
The haunting echo's of...

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I'm still smarting from the Sixers devastating victory a few weeks ago.
It been raining the last two days, but today it isn't, just cold.

You know,...

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Wearing a baseball cap I strolled
into town beneath a summer's sky.
She looked this way - that brunette,
now I'm wearing a smile as well.
The leaves of...

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Hi Dad, I guess we all will see our time and all will pass
Sometimes I lie awake and cry, longing for another chance
So much I...

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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...

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