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American League East 2015 Spring Training Haiku

By Stuart Shea

Orioles
Hitless in 20…
Not a great way to come back
Is it, Matt Wieters?

Red Sox
New acquisition
For Boston’s Zoo—a panda.
He won’t go hungry.

Yankees
First spring in many
With a wide-open spot where
A legend once trod.

Rays
All the big names gone
And one eye is looking north
Thinking of Quebec.

Blue Jays
It’s hard to know, man…
Can they win without Stroman?
Does Haiku need rhyme?

 



From the Back of the Room

by Stephen Jones

Hey, know-all’s — you once confidently said
The World Series this year is for the birds.
But surprise . . . your Cardinals and Orioles
Have flown south in avian farewell.

You may analyse ’til you are blue,
But that old adage, it still holds true:
Pitching, not hitting, wins in postseason.
The Giants, the Royals have this in legion.

 



Bye-Bye, Birdie

by Stephen Jones

The Oriole got stuffed.
Mounted, on the shelf
By sweeping Royal decree . . .
It was a KC taxidermy.

 



Birds of a Feather

by Stephen Jones

Somehow, it seems,
The Oriole team
Has switched feathers
With their KC brothers.

Now they’re blue,
Don’t know what to do,
While Royals are tweeting
This Baltimore beating.

 



Tweet, Tweet

by Jim Siergey

Excuse me for writing these words
but something like this can emerge.
If Giants are felled
and Royals are quelled,
this series will be … for the birds.

 

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