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Batter up!!
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Batter up!! |
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VAS Member Rara Avis
since 2000-11-16
Posts 7450Oregon |
Virginia Salter Batter up! Hear the crack of the bat, smell the popcorn, peanuts and a prize oh, how those hot dogs work to hypnotize! Dust’s flyin’, bubble gum’s stickin’ to the ol’ hip pocket; m’ best girl m’ picture in her locket. Short shorts, jerseys and a cap fillin’ up the diamond after winter’s nap. Sittin’ in the grandstands sippin’ soda through a straw shoutin’ at the home team “Don’t ya end it in a draw!” © March 22, 2001 |
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Mother_Earth Senior Member
since 2000-11-20
Posts 13701/2 year Texas & 1/2 year Michigan |
VAS, don't tell me it is that time of year again!! You made it "alive" though. Good one, ME |
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VAS Member Rara Avis
since 2000-11-16
Posts 7450Oregon |
Thanks, ME, for reading and commenting. I thought I'd mention, too, that though I'll surely be at the forum tomorrow some and maybe even Saturday a.m. I am headed for a short vacation so will be away for a few days beginning Saturday. Knowing me, I'll come home with poetry under my sleeve. |
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RMW Senior Member
since 2001-03-21
Posts 1424 |
Hey, Virginia, or should I say, Hi Neighbor. Thought this might be you. Ah...baseball...heart tugs. Bless you. Bob |
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VAS Member Rara Avis
since 2000-11-16
Posts 7450Oregon |
My stars and garters! I don't believe it! But I shall because I'm terribly happy to see you here! Now I gotta look for some of your stuff, even if I should go to bed. Guess I'll go turn off that t.v. after all. WELCOME!!! Virginia |
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RMW Senior Member
since 2001-03-21
Posts 1424 |
Virginia, Gosh....thanks for the SUPER welcome. And you know, we are now even closer than we use to be. Recently moved here to the upper Hood River valley. (Cougar country). I'm over the posting limit for the day but maybe folks won't mind, it being so gosh awful late and all, if I slip one in here..for old times sake. RLW always liked this one: The Old Ways Distance knew them best. Distance And a solitude that set old pines apart And pressed young grass until it huddled Cringing near the forest. Few ever saw them hand in hand; Never knew them to embrace The way a shore clings to a lake. Like Separatists in need of space They went alone And pushed into the wilderness A reverence still unknown to most. Thus path and stream came down to us. RMW (Bob) |
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VAS Member Rara Avis
since 2000-11-16
Posts 7450Oregon |
Wow! Intriguing piece. Uh, posting limit? Where's that stated, if I read it, I plum forgot it. I see many posting lots in one day. I wonder if I've broken the limit myself... |
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ForwardSearching Junior Member
since 2001-03-23
Posts 35 |
Love the memories that brings back, Now I see it through the eyes my friends kids, wishing I were 10 again! Good write! |
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Bill Charles Member Patricius
since 2000-07-11
Posts 10619highways, & byways, for now |
VAS - hit dat ball, hit dat ball, don't stike out! I can smells them popcorns and peanuts, and maybe crackerjacks. Great poem, liked it much. BC |
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