a damn lucky hit
smell of leaves and woodsmoke
safe on first at last
Tag: baseball
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crows in the belfry
cubs in the Series
last days are nigh
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smack of a wood bat
echoes in the dusk, a child
safe on first at last
Carp 4/11/15
spring morn– Wife dances
folds up futon, makes coffee
Tigers lost to Carp!
SF Giants Haiku
Homeless persons cheer
Over their hometown team’s win
Even pumpkins grin.
Baseball Haiku
A chilly evening
Fireworks underscore chants
Of “Go, Giants, Go”
Rack of Ages
Where are tiny corner stores
Selling Green Lantern for a dime?
Candy bars a nickel,
Jawbreakers two a penny?
What of paperboys on bicycles?
Arms cocking and fly casting
Ink smeared Chronicles
Into hedges and milk bottles?
They pedal through pine smoke,
Parks of maple and fire cherry;
An echoing smack of a wooden bat
Tells of one, anxious and weary,
Whoβs safe at home at last.
