From outfield judging eyes await your plight,
though sweat and stupor feign to your ruin.
Now pull up your trousers, cinch your belt tight...
glaring down from mound, pitch straight and proven.
Blurred ball unleashed, pitcher's swift arm uncoiled...
tho' bat be av'rage, the batter may not.
Cauldron-like blood boiled, fever'd swing loyal,
now away to skies, all eyes on prized swat.
Faithfully she watched from merciful stands,
clouds roll away from fancy, fated rush.
His chance to meet life, alone in her hands,
though startled by a bat's powerful crush.
Will you strike true in life's bewilder'g plan,
carried on shoulders of heavenly fans?
You have struck a chord with many readers with this one! ! ! We love baseball and softball and love to yell " batter batter batter" and give the ump our opinion of his eyesight! ! ! Say " play ball" and we all will cheer you on! !
This poetry is such an inspiration! I loved the use of imagery in the stanzas. It's a great piece Quoth, some lines struck me hard and might stay with me for the rest of my life! ! ! Thank you for sharing this :)
more comment from me. you 'lost' me in this poem. are we talkin' of stalkin'... flies? bri ;)
i well I just got cut off---why does PH do that? anyway, I enjoyed the metaphor and the angels in the grandstand [and possibly in the outfield as well!
I liked this sports analogy--my girls played softball [any way but softly--it was blood and guts to them] and
i had questioned your use or 'swat'. i think 'swatted ball'. And i usually don't recognize nor care for the use of symbolism, so i did not guess the topics you entered. Do you know who 'Sultan of Swat' was? bri : )
Shit, i just lost my comment; apparently, according to an illiterate PH notice which appeared about '300 characters', my comment was too long to be published/submitted.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hitting that sweet spot of connection, so you will loom large in the loved one's heart. The high drama of the ultimate game in which your heart is lifted up among the clouds. Makes me think of many things.