Three Poems
Sasha Fletcher
There was a thunderstorm
but nobody wanted it. It just sat there...
There was a thunderstorm
but nobody wanted it. It just sat there...
September 9, 2007
Add incandescent dedication to six gold gloves
and get a damaged biceps tendon, a bad back and
a "loose body" removed from the bicep joint
in a
coach wont stop yelling
"watch the signs from the bench coach!"
but i hate bunting
- Brad Epperson
Swing Through
In sheer disbelief
Having swung through the fastball
He
A swing and a miss.
And now the lone samurai
Returns to the bench.
- Ted Weir
Longball
The flyball skies
Night game
raining on and off
seats in right field
peanuts, nachos, hot dogs
souvenir cap
in fancy modern non-classic design
Strolling
to center field to peer over the
Love is like a museum. You have to look around, experience things, and then leave.
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-Walker Caplan, Lithub
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