Play Ball

w c

Play Ball

 

Elevated on the little mound

He stretched and strutted there around

With the ball in his hands

As he tried to take command

 

It was the first of the steps

Where the ball curved and leapt

To a hitter with his wood

In his stance and looking good

 

The umpires there called the plays

From strikes to balls to sliding safe

And announced “play ball” to the players

And the other umps and spectators

 

Coaches gave signs to the batters

While the other team made their chatter

With the understanding that with hits

The defense was out of position a bit

 

Fans really made the game

With empty stands not the same

With team owners understanding

Fans are good even when demanding

 

All-Star players got their votes

From the fans the admiring folks

And when the game was not played

It was a very boring day

 

 

  • Author: w c (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 17th, 2018 01:11
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments3

  • orchidee

    Good write wc.

    • w c

      Thanks, orchidee. I appreciate your support.

    • Lorna

      I'm not a big baseball fan but you sure got this one down and capture it's appeal!

      • w c

        Thanks, Lorna! I appreciate your comment!

      • 🐤s.zaynab.kamoonpuri🌷🐦😽

        Wow a fine sporty poem, rhymed in awesomely creatively how u describe and relate the game super cool. Baseball commentary in excellent poetry, hats off to that. Kudos.


        Pleez do read my newest poem too and if u wish to add some points, thoughts to it u r welcome to. Or u could read my others. No pressure.

        • w c

          Thanks s.zaynab.kamoonpuri! I really appreciate your support. i'll take a look at some of your work.



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