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Baseball Morning Poems

These Baseball Morning poems are examples of Morning poems about Baseball. These are the best examples of Morning Baseball poems written by international poets.


There For Me
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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Categories: morning, 12th grade, character, hope,



Premium Member A Nirvana Sunrise and Matt Amish



  A Nirvana Sunrise and Matt Amish


   Cat whiskers, pen, notebook.
   Brain flowing with ideas blending
   with hazelnut...

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Categories: morning, baseball, feelings, heaven, loss,

Premium Member One Saturday Morning
From a very young child, I was told by many that I was a GOOD kid.
'GOOD' meant that I was obedient and respectful to parents...

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Categories: morning, fun, poetry,

Premium Member The American Morning
The American Morning

We ride smoothly, deliberately, in this old cruising caravan,
Across the ancient American avenues and boulevards, 
Of the once living, and now, the finally...

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Categories: morning, america, baseball, hope,

The Morning, If It Must
the morning groans as she untangles from the covers
worn and blunt
from the night before

her eyes puffed and wrinkled, wrinkled and blink
winking with bleary sting. ...

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Categories: morning, absence, age, angel, anti



Burgundy Morning
Burgundy morning, too early for drinking, no one tells me what to do;
I see your face in that half-empty bottle, purple reflections of you;
Burgundy morning...

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Categories: angstme, hope, me, morning,

The Curious Tradition of the Ashtray
(a love poem for my son)

Dreams spill out of sleep
sift across the hardwood floor
covers the window 
in colors of May

slamming me back towards childhood
or perhaps...

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Categories: love, nostalgia, satireme, morning,

The Boy Who Took Medication For His Problems
I heard about a boy
who had lots of friends 
but most of them weren’t real:

they would sit with him 
at the restaurant and read the...

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Categories: philosophy, science, time, morning,


Book: Shattered Sighs