Archive for May, 2009
A Baseball Poem #1
by Stephen Jones
All the marbles explosive
shuttled day-to-day each
& every swing a pitch
changing now the switch
to summer to the hard ball
arcing high a home run.
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For more of Stephen’s poetry and photographs, check out his blog.
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Posted 5/29/2009.
Let’s Watch Two!
by Todd Herges
Bright dawn blue sky
Cubbies play at 1:05.
Dad, Mom, sons, daughter
Head like lambs unto the slaughter..
Ride aboard the red line El,
Hope that Z will throw it well.
See the green, the grass, the board,
Hope Dad’s cash he will not hoard.
See the wall, the bricks, the ivy,
Hope that Z K’s Junior Spivey.
Smell the stale beer, puke, and links
D Lee’s sitting - Dad’s heart sinks.
But then Aramis hits a double,
Spoils the no-no, causes trouble.
Up in the booth a new guest sings
But not like Harry’s echoed rings.
One son for extra innings thanks
This day was one for Ernie Banks.
As Holly wraps it up so well,
The family knows the day’s been swell.
Then back aboard the loud red train
To the hotel – it looks like rain.
Glad it held off for these few hours,
Maybe thanks to higher powers,
Hack and Harry and Chance and Brown
Stand in the clouds and look straight down
Into the green grass lined by Waveland,
Sheffield, Addison - Chicago’s Graceland.
They held back rain, they hold back tears,
Been over a goddamn hundred years.
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Posted 5/28/2009
Cub Haikus
by Jay Raemont
Cubs in the Playoffs?
Maybe if the sun don’t shine
On poisoned ivy.
What is it they say?
Pride goeth before the Fall.
And so too, the Cubs.
Will this be the YEAR?!?
Many millions only hope–
Please do it for Ron!
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Posted 5/27/2009
