Pair Of Tickets Poem by Joe Bisicchia

Grounder to second.
Finger points to scoreboard.
Explanation of an E.

Ump with back bent.
Catcher with glove down in dirt.
Popped up and outta play.

Ground ball beaten foul.
What was Grampop like?
Line drive just fair down third base line.

Cracked bat.
Eyes going back, back, back.
Talk of fences and why they're so high.

Thoughts on shoe size.
What color's best for a bike?
Low and inside.

Hot dog wrapper rounding third.
Catch at warning track.
Talk of Mom at home and her pretty eyes.

Dribbler toward mound.
Moths in towering lights below black sky.
Best friend is one who understands.

Sharing life,
as life goes by,
pitch by pitch by pitch.

Short swing.
Long drive deep left field…
high-five hands.






Published in YARN, Spring/2017