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Short Batting Poems

Short Batting Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Batting by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Batting by length and keyword.


Attic
rabies ridden bats
batting about my belfry
blind inspiration...

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Categories: batting, writing,
Form: Senryu



Boxed Bra
Boobs
Bounded
Boxed batting
Bouncing buckets
Bra



3/15/19...

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Categories: batting, body, for her, humor,
Form: Lanterne
Sky Dancer
Sky dancer rises ...
Flapping batting patting wings
Flutter butterfly....

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© Ross Blade  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: batting, nature,
Form: Haiku
Toxic Femininity
irresistible 
    
       batting eyes worth a bashing

                  intoxicating
    


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Categories: batting, abuse, women,
Form: Senryu
Softball
Striekouts
On Base Percentage
Foul Ball
Teammates
Batting Average
Averages
Leadership
Love for the game...

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Categories: batting, softball, sports,
Form: Acrostic



mix 3
A sigh of sound
sweet batting of eyes
there is no end
to worrisome

our defence is to gather
round the fireside
where the spirit
fails to congeal



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Categories: batting, appreciation,
Form: Free verse
Envy
This morning my old cat
Played with a toy mouse
As he did when he was a kitten;
He chased it, batting it this way and that
Throughout the kitchen;
I watched with envy....

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Categories: batting, nostalgia,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Alberta Stokes Up
Alberta likes to stoke up on some beer
That way, she conquers each one of her fears
   She can fly, even die
   Without batting an eye
But she still won't undergo a pap smear...

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Categories: batting, courage, drink, fear,
Form: Limerick
mix 2
A ray of sound
sweet batting of eyelids
there is no end
to worrying
its got to stop

our defence is to gather
round the fireside
where the spirit
fails to congeal



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Categories: batting, appreciation,
Form: Free verse
We Had Been Counting Sheep
We Had Been Counting Sheep

For Washington were counting sheep;
Record would creep and then be steep;
Batting great,
As of late,
And series playoffs they would sweep.

Sound familiar?

Jim Horn...

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© James Horn  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: batting, allegory, analogy,
Form: Limerick
Haiga - Haiku
baby hedgehog save my cat was batting... beating a grandson rescue
A family of 5, 4 plus mum. My cat was giving the one in the image a rough time and was rescued by my grandson. Happy to say it was not harmed....

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Categories: batting, nature,
Form: Haiku
Hungry
Batting away 
the hold on me to 
rebuke all kindness 
to expel in blindness
the vomit that is dread. 

I fear too many things 
on an empty stomach, so
I inhale the final drops
of my woeful sustenance—
where are you, 
Little Hope?...

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Categories: batting, anxiety, change, conflict, dark, depression, desire, feelings,
Form: Free verse
Spring Training
The spring has arrived
In Arizona
and in Florida
The teams get ready
to train for baseball.

That time again
for bats and balls,
batting helmets,
gloves and spike shoes.

The infield
and outfield
get ready.

baseball
is here.

PLAY!...

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Categories: batting, baseball, sports, spring,
Form: Diminished Hexaverse
Religious Alert
The temperature plummeted to 26 last night
I figured something like that 
When I discovered the cats  
On my bed  
Together 
In fact, side by side 
Actually touching; 
No batting or hissing involved 

So according to Fluffy, 
Hades froze over...

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© Kj Hooten  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: batting, animals, friendship, pets, philosophy,
Form: Narrative
That Crazy Tree
Christmas tree; how can it be?
Don't want squirrel flying at me!

And then comes fun-loving cat
Batting things this way and that

Next the dog; drinking water
Sometimes wonder why I even bother!

Christmas time has begun 
Beware of animals having fun!...

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Categories: batting, funny, holiday
Form: Couplet
Settlement
Dilbar jani ao cricket khailain
Mein karun balling tum batting
Har ball pay chaka maarna
Har ball pay out hona
Har ball pay tum haarna
Dilbar jani ao cricket khailain
Mein karun balling tum batting
Yara mara kar lo setting.
Note.Setting is the key to bond.
Lesson.Humility is must....

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Categories: batting, adventure, baseball, car, celebrity, child, engagement, games,
Form: Rhyme
All Saints Day Nov First
Today’s feast is All Saints day.
Do you have any friends there
With whom you’d like to pray?
Ask them to say one for you.
They will, you know.
They always do.
They know where we’re at .
They’ve been there too.
They’d love to give us a hand
And guide our way through.
Today’s feast is All Saints Day.
Got one batting for you?...

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Categories: batting, anniversary, devotion, friendship,
Form: Rhyme
Quietly Hushed
That day...that day
Which I try hard to brush away,
Constantly creeps up my skin
Batting my drooping eyelids open.
Afraid to share secrets,
For the fear of further treason.
Not able to gain solace from anyone
Without being pointed a finger at by everyone.
Is it my fault to be born a 'her',
That I have to undergo such torture....

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Categories: batting, anxiety, betrayal, lonely,
Form: Prose Poetry
Premium Member Jesus Christ
JESUS CHRIST

You say you don’t
Believe
But you most certainly do
Know his name
You form the curse
With your own round lips
Never batting
An eye
And you mock and smirk
Knowing each word’s
Fork-tongued crude
Never wondering why
No other name 
Holds the same
Giggle for you
Perhaps it is true?

Kim Rodrigues © 5/23/2017...

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Categories: batting, christian, jesus,
Form: Free verse
A Fellow Fetching
A little kiss, a little Miss. 
All she wanted was a little kiss.
Batting her eyes at all the guys
Laughing and winking as they walked by.
Hoping a strapping young fellow
Would sweep her away in her dress of yellow.
A fair maiden is she
But a far away land was he.
To her mother she began to cry
"Stop that my dear. She said. and keep batting those eyes!"...

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Categories: batting, funny,
Form: Couplet
Hearts Unfolded
Hearts Unfolded
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How can we let our hearts unfold? From what's been told, from hours so cold. A batting eye, an awful lie, our lives can die. Who are we to see? But you and me, or is it you and I? Why dare to try, high... Up where eagles fly. Beauty is but a glance, wether it be the chance, that some will know, and most won't go, so far below the love we know......

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Categories: batting, anxiety, beauty, creation, fate, first love, humanity,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member A Do Dah Day Arrives
A contextual gray
dulls the horizon’s lure,
blending the sharper hues,
softening the day’s rush
like warm cotton batting
awaiting a fine rump.

Drizzle manifests,
depressing, maudlin
lackluster, shrouding
the zip in the day,
Uncle Remus frowns.

Ole Br’er Rabbit
would not come out!
The blue birds hide
waiting for sun.

Ole Sol peeks.
Remus smiles.
Br’er hops in.

Blue birds
arrive

SING!...

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Categories: batting, animals, black african american, inspirational, life, nature,
Form: Diminished Hexaverse
Premium Member Batting Behavior
On the floor
No more
Going through every door
Up the ladder
Here, batter batter
Home run in every matter
Walk the beam
Never give lean
Make life seem
...real

On the slab
Cold steel stab
To release the grab
Yielded still
Nothing left to feel
Resurrection seal
Up from the grave
Living out the save
Giving what LOVE gave
...life

Written by Trudy Schrader on 03-17-2023...

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Categories: batting, life, love,
Form: Rhyme
Submissive
Not me I said
You aint never gonna get me to stay
Batting my eyelashes
Rolling my eyes
Huffing Puffing till you realize
That I’m not
Submissive or Subdued
Hey you over there
Get on up and dance to this beat
People pleaser
Wannabe
Sad isn’t it
That I’m not
Submissive or Subdued
Wifey Material
Spirit of light
But you will never get your knight
Until you become
SUBMISSIVE & SUBDUED...

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Categories: batting, introspectionme,
Form: Prose Poetry
Even When I Win I Lose
Sitting here in an adult diaper,
‘cancer free’ I’m told. Thumbing through
a booklet of kegel exercises
for men, this.

After nine long years, in and out of
specialist offices, batting around my prostate
like a handball.

I knew it would come to this from the get-go,
but foolishly fooled myself into believing otherwise,
cause.

Even when I win I lose,
that’s just
the way it is..........

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© Mike Lef  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: batting, cancer,
Form: Free verse

Book: Shattered Sighs