Michael Gale Poems
|1201.||Books Are Grand And Books Are Keen...||4/8/2009|
|1203.||Dog, Man's Best Friend||1/30/2006|
|1204.||Winter's Coldest Wintery Wind.||11/2/2006|
|1205.||Baseball's Fun In The Sun!||2/3/2006|
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Baseball's Fun In The Sun!
With the crack of the bat, baseballs seem to
fly and float over my glove! As i step back
near the wall, this round like orb
approaches furiously from way above!
I take a long jump, and stretch out my
gloved hand, Just a might short of this
warning track, while listening to the
roaring crowd, and it's peanut and hotdog
venders, over to the right of me, in this
noisily stand! I twirl in mid air and make
a spectacular catch, Throwing over hand,
with smooth agility and quickness of speed
to with evenly match! The throw is off to
second base, with a runner ...
911, Was Meant To Stun!
Planes of flame and smoke, exploded to the
side of twin towers, one frightful fateful day...
The shock of horror on observers faces,
filled TV networks, as screens did so, tape
911, will live on in every nations man...
Because the act was so terrible, it lasts on
every persons memory, as they remember, as