“Baseball is a metaphor for life, ”
Saith Kohelith.
“No, life is a metaphor for baseball; ”
Thus spake Zarathustra.
As in life,
So in baseball,
Everything can change
In a moment.
Glee becomes sorrow
In an instant;
Despair turns to elation
In the blink of an eye.
It's all 'Met'aphysical:
Maybe next year!
“Ya gotta believe! '
“Go Mets! ”
OOPS! YOU ALREADY HAVE TWO POEMS IN SECTION 'A' FOR DECEMBER. THIS will go into Section B, as it should! ! bri :)
just read Poet's Note; almost missed it. is that Tony Shakespeare, who used to live on 11th street in Brooklyn? ?
i think i'll squeeze this into Section A of December's a showcase for PH poets, on my site. thanks. nice one. i thought Mets was an opera company! bri :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
DOUBLE OOPS! ! MAKE THAT..................Section C! ! ! ! I JUST PUT THE CATSKILL WINTER ONE IN 'B'! BRI :) good grief!