Strike Out Poems - Poems about Strike Out

...a practiced smile on her face a mother’s oenomel breath puffs wind under gossamer wings reminiscent of the translucent wings of green lacewings— mistaken for a pest, but beneficial— to strike ......

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... We watched our neighbor, Ollie, play in his first official ’T’ ball game from our seats atop the bleachers…in the shade. It was a treat watching the innocent exuberance of children… before they ......

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...I'd like to thank you (you're so nice) for all your well-reasoned advice. Without you, I would sure be lost, forgetting to be brushed and flossed. I wonder how I got this far without you, wisdom......

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... Hear the vendors at the game driving loyal fans insane “Peanuts, popcorn, pretzels” they shout With my friends and me, they all strike out ......

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... DECONSTRUCTING Major League Baseball When will MLB fans acknowledge and question the REAL Cheating taking place right under their noses. The Pitch Clock The Pitch Count THE CLOSER......

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...We're all children on this broken playground. Swings with no seats, monkey-bars with no bars, broken glass littered about: yet it's all we know and so With stubbed toes and wounded hearts we beg t......

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...It doesn’t matter where It’s not about who The spotlight The stage Theatrical Words beyond what world sees and hears Words uncertain Tomorrow unseen Words through suggestions Cushion of no c......

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..."I have been a stranger in a strange land." Bible, Exodus 2:22 Strange and shy Strange and scared Scared at home Scared at school School is frightening School is scary Scary kids S......

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... He is on his riding mower. He looks like me, only he owns a rich man's house, a garden measured in acres - his skin is better. No picket fences: this is upscale America. Long drives and o......

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...Every step feels like a hurricane or twister, and it’s not child’s play I keep letting go of the notebook, guess it’s time to review the frames You can never walk on water if you don’t first crawl ......

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...I PRAY A BLACK CAT, CROSSES YOUR PATH. I PRAY THAT SOMEONE, STEALS YOUR STASH. I PRAY YOUR DREAMS, NEVER COME TRUE. I PRAY THERE IS A HOLE, IN YOUR CANOE. I PRAY IT'S DARK AND......

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...Jim Stokes is at the Memphis Zoo. He’s been assigned to interview a Southern copperhead. A few have scared him s _ _ _ less in the past. Thank God this one’s behind thick glass! Jim: Good, mor......

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...When frights are most appealing than sunshine. That puts a stop to any remaining hope to shine. Hell's dogs will wait with their terrifying teeth. while a deadly famine swallowed them ......

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...It's not easy becoming a Legendary Major League Baseball pitcher. It never was and will never be. You get put through the wringer and hung out to dry. From time to time you'll get little or no......

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...There is a story ‘bout Casey, that is but incomplete It tells of simple ball and bat and Mighty’s ignoble feat There we learned of failure and the storied Mudville name Here we’ll learn what happe......

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