Softball Poems

You
incinerated me
embracing me like
the inferno of Hades
burning away
my walls
my defences

See my need
within
the depths of my eye
feel my longing
as my body quivers
taste my love
with each fiery kiss

Hear me
cry out to you
in silent pleading
let me not
be consumed
In the smoldering ashes
of apathy...Read More

On a cold winters night 
I fall from the sky
Drifting down in snow flake style

Asleep in their beds
With wondering thoughts
About building me

I see bright eyes
Looking though glass
Excitement building
Each minute

Running with coats and hats
Slamming the door
Laughing and giggling   

With...Read More

What is the true definition of ‘teacher’? 
“an educator who helps others acquire knowledge, competence and virtue; teaches how to perform specific tasks”

So, who then do I choose as my favorite teacher?


Honestly, I don’t remember many teachers in school, 
for...Read More

Nineteen sixty-nine
By Franklin Price
5/22/2019

The year was nineteen sixty-nine
A year for change and to adjust
Had just returned from Viet Nam
Was alone, without much trust

Married when I went away
January sixty-eight
Received “Dear John” on April Fool
It's a long remembered date

Went to war to...Read More

The Saint John River rolls along 
Under skies of baby blue, 
Touching lives of country folk 
Just the way it used to do 
Before the war to better times, 
When steamboats churned and church bells chimed. 

The Continental whistle blew...Read More

It sure took me a while to get the hang of that bat.
The grip just wasn’t right.
With a friends’ help, I swung and hit;
probably, hundreds of times.
In the end, I felt that I could,
smack a mountain and send it sailing...Read More

She told it this way.....

He was standing in the corner of the bandstand
'Looking 'bout as cool as any guy can
He made his bass guitar, 'sound like a prairie caught on fire
I wonder if that hunk has got a girlfriend

His fingers...Read More

I was very young when, I first tasted it;
that sweet, milky nectar of the Gods.

One Easter morning it appeared in a basket, 
on our piano bench and it was wrapped in shiny foil; 
all colors of a pastel rainbow.

Tiny egg-balls,...Read More

3 school sports I play
I can't do anything but pray 
I cheer, play volleyball and softball
Sometimes I feel like people want to brawl

Cheer is pain and pressure 
It really puts me in great displeasure
We're loud , proud, and sharp
We cheer...Read More

To Eat A Peach

Spring is here.
The delicate tree blossoms replace
     the delicate white lights of Winter.
From the petals fruit will grow.

Pears, plums, apricots, cherries,
       nectarines...
Peaches.

I set the unripe soft rose...Read More

Mrs. Peligio was a swearing machine  We would run and throw 
ourselves in the crawl space under the shed pretending to look for a
softball when we saw her and this included our mother.
Our neighborhood was small. Normal families with...Read More

Throw it, roll it,
  Bounce it, pass it
Dribble it, bobble it
  Kick it, toss it, miss it

Pitch it, hurl it
  Heave it, sling it
Fastball, slider
  Sinker, knuckler, curve

Underhand, sidearm
  Overhand, 3/4 arm
Whiffle ball, tennis ball
...Read More

Oh, how I love a good game;
I anxiously await my turn,
And then I make my play.

I also love a good play;
Good scripts, for which I’m always game;
Stories with a good turn.

When the tides of stories turn,
It just makes the play
Afterwards,...Read More

In sixth grade we discovered our love of volleyball together.  
She was the setter, I was the hitter. 
The perfect pair. 
We bonded over our distaste for the mustard yellow jerseys 
and our love for the black and yellow...Read More

Starfall
I saw a shooting star running across the sky
It was like a softball of sparkles that can fly
And I wondered
Maybe the one of the angels just hit a homerun
Because is not every day we witness such a spectacle

My teacher taught...Read More

Jesyca


A little girl full of life with so much love
for her papa. It was love at first sight
when papa laid eyes on her at her birth.
He was her nanny; papa never laid
her down but cradled her in his arms
until it...Read More

It's Saturday in suburbia U.S.A.
Lawn mowers buzzing, chores underway

Planting and pruning, nourishing flowers that will bloom
To announce and brighten the month of June

Contented cats perch on fences high
Loftily appraising the collared dogs led by

To the dogpark, filled with Frisbees and...Read More

To know just where your're going

You must know where you've been

You must respect the history

The things others have seen

It's true in all things relative

Be it music, sports or life

If you don't know where you came from

You're just dancing on a...Read More

I spent my childhood playing lots of softball.
It was one of the many things I was good at.
I played other sports, but I didn’t like them at all.
I felt most at home on the field with a glove and a...Read More

This is to my daughter, who has yet to be conceived.
I will love you as I have never loved another.
I make this promise now, from you I will never leave.
I will always be there for both you and your mother.

From...Read More

Play 
Softball
Run the base
Was Hind catcher
Won second place in the championships

Written on October 20,2017
Contest:Dust Off a Memory 
Contest Sponsor: Broken Wings...Read More

My childhood has had
a mixture of ups and downs 
Good times and bad times 

I remember when my sister 
and I shared a bedroom
I loved the bunk beds 
We had fun jumping from 
the top bunk onto the 
mattress down...Read More

POEM 9 THE SPIRIT IS LIVES 


OUR SPIRIT HAS A REASON EVERY 

SEASONS TO SHOW LOVE, JOY, AND 

HAPPINESS TO US ALL. 

OUR SPIRIT MUST PASS THROUGH LIFE'S 

HEART HURT AND CRYING. 

MY HEART IS AS FROZEN AS THE SNOW...Read More

Football claimed my left knee.
Softball took my right.
As painful as both can be,
They signal...
What might be out of sight.

If one begins to tighten,
And the other remains the norm,
There is nothing there to frighten,
As it will probably be...
Just a passing storm.

When...Read More

Being a ten year old was neither
a bad time or a good time
It was a time I started to try
and find myself
 
I found out at that time
that sometimes your friends
turned out to be your
worst enemies
 
That is also when...Read More