Clyde A. Wray

Wednesday, April 29, 2009

The Poet/The Poem/Baseball

The Poet/ The Poem/ Baseball


Every now and then
you’ll hit a home run
keep going to bat
keep taking that swing
perhaps you’ll hit a grand slam
that’s the one
that will make your legacy!




Clyde A. Wray
April 29, 2009
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  • ▼  2009 (32)
    • ►  May (4)
      • Fat Account
      • It Is Never Safe
      • The Kiss
      • Don't Ya Just Wish You Could Flush The Lies
    • ▼  April (19)
      • The Poet/The Poem/Baseball
      • Please, Don't Look At My Shoes
      • Louder (Rainbow People)
      • Thicker Than A Pound Butter
      • Sonnet # 221
      • Censorship, Politicians And A Empty Refrigerator
      • Excuse Me, Did You Mistake My Vote As A Referendum...
      • Indifference By Another Name Is Called A Politicia...
      • Help It Appears To Be Contagious
      • Another Mystery, Who, Why and To and From Where
      • The Day The Yellow Marigolds Didn't Arrive
      • Wicked Hot Flair
      • Before The Facts Become A Blur It matters not whe...
      • When Cannons Roar
      • She's Found Wings
      • On The Good Side
      • Silence
      • Sonnet # 220
      • You Gave Them Wings To Fly High
    • ►  March (7)
      • Death Is A Creep
      • Kind Of Makes You Wonder
      • Sonnet # 218
      • Rainbow Colored Ice Cream In A Cone
      • Infrequent Liaison
      • Foul Winds
      • Sonnet #219
    • ►  January (2)
      • In Years To Come Mr. Bush
      • Like Some Strange Magic
 

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