Bottom of the Ninth
--for Bobwe grew up playing until dark be home before the street lights came on mowing vacant lots marking the bases with scrapes of wood or cardboard sandlot baseball a pastime passion we were...
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Scot, This just might be the best of yours I've seen!! It is a fine tale finely written... a slice of Americana in free verse. Hats off to you!! Sarah
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oh yeah, those were the days, boys of summer, childhooh bliss. reminds of.... in high school my best friend was into wrestling and baseball; for me it was baseball and cycling; so we had a lotta fun...
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glen sounds to me there is a poem in there! yep the junk will get them every time until they catch on
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i like the line a cadillac in every pot the last couple of years there was an old abandoned cadillac by a water pool near my street with a bush growing in it... i noticed the other day it had finally...
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Nothing like sandlot ball games midwest, be it baseball, or football........... AWESOME...................... WRITE ON!!
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Takes me back to a time in a different country MidWest but much the same thing happened. It was safe to play outside after dark, sadly it isn't these days. A vivid poem with some great memories:)
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Midwestpoet, This is good, really good. Flows wells, and has a straight-to-the-heart message. Thanks. WID
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Scot, there is an Americanism about your poetry that I love. I only had to endure the city for a short while as a child but we used to play handball in the back allies of Baltimore waiting until the...
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Scot, Excellent. Hits the reader right in the heart with a hammer of memories.! Dee
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Ed yep after the third straw--I remember that well, not a pretty sight. Thanks Ed.
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Enjoyed this slice of life mwp... thank you for sharing. Regards, Maryse
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--for Bobwe grew up playing until dark be home before the street lights came on mowing vacant lots marking the bases with scrapes of wood or cardboard sandlot baseball a pastime passion we were...
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