Pitcher Poems - Poems about Pitcher

Written By: D. Collins 10/25/24 Don't pitch to a pitcher, they know how the ball drops. What spin is upon it, to put it out the park. Don't pitch to a pitcher, if his name is Shohei. Your ball might end up in the Frisco Bay. The Dude has eyes that none of us have seen. Knowing what pitch is...

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Diving for the ball, Balling into a dust- Orange roll, The catcher tossed it back to the pitcher After a ball three, and walked up to him. The descent of the night's sky Made the ballfield lights a sudden relevance. The catcher's cleats hit the ascending tip of the diamond. He threw back his mask: "You got this." "I know I got this." "Just throw...

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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 words, “Play Ball”. We were the visitors, so we batted first. Our games were between four and six innings long, depending on the...

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When the pitcher of that little girl broke And the nectar-like water she’d carried from far shed; Some smiled; some laughed; some scolded her carelessness, Some walked on their way as its normal happening; It’s the poor neighbor boy, who was carrying two of such, Gave her one; erased her embarrassments; out of pure love! 06 November 2021 BITE SIZE POEM...

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Purple Pitcher Plant Stem on a pinwheel, ...

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From outfield judging eyes await your plight, though sweat and stupor feign to your ruin. Now pull up your trousers, cinch your belt tight... glaring down from mound, pitch straight and proven. Blurred ball unleashed, pitcher's swift arm uncoiled... tho' bat be av'rage, the batter may not. Cauldron-like blood boiled, fever'd swing loyal, now away to skies, all eyes...

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Poor Batter and Pitcher Have often wondered what is the matter, With the Mariner Pitched including batter; Errors made; Into past fade; Which has been the worst former or later? Jim Horn...

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I never knew a pitcher like the one I met today, he nibbled at the corners, then brought it hard and fast. Though others have been on the mound, I really have to say, I never knew a pitcher like the one I met today. I was trembling in the batter’s box, completely blown away. This was our first encounter...

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Pitcher of Beer While we will not ever disagree, Under tree each one wanted to see, Where there pitcher drawn had gone; Did dawn on them when on front lawn, It happened to be inside of me James Thesarious Hilarious Horn Retired Veteran and Poet Now there is quite a rhyme scheme for you. See if you can beat that one....

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In her heart just beneath her skin lays a tin pitcher. The spout along with it's sides covered with frost from the coldest of water. Parched lips long for a drink. But without cup or glass. I implore that I have swallowed fear of the utmost; Diving in head first. A slow sip that eases the insecurity of rejection. Another sip that...

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THE PICTURE Edwardf Clay Jan 1991 Someone stepped out of a picture one day, ...

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Jesus Aquando learned all about pitching from Brando coulda been a contenda till Stella decided to question his genda....

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Pitcher deals. Center snaps. Forward volleys. Captain kneels. Wing traps. Road team rallies. Runner steals. Driver laps. Bookies watch at O'Malleys. Coach jaws. Goalie paws. Mothers pray. Midfielder moans. Winners eat macaroons. Fathers look less gray. Refs tally the time left 'Til the moon rises. Fans leave, bereft, Searching for further surprises....

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The Lord poured me, a pitcher of time. For my personal use, it was only mine. A generous portion, it seemed I got. I wasted so much, I poured out a lot. Exchanged for things, not a bargain in the end. I can't get time back, it's not something I lend. My pitcher's half empty, thankfully not too late. I finally come...

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Pitcher on the shelf In your scared body covered with paint The capacity to love and live again remain Caught trapped from years of abuse Hurt impossible to explain Even family can't see through to the pain Right will win but when...

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