Saturday, May 26, 2007
Baseball Haiku 1-5
1
Complete games
aren’t what they used to be—
bullpens exploding.
2
Pitcher wipes his brow,
sun peaks out from clouds—
there goes the runner!
3
It’s lonely on the bench
when you’re pitching well—
no-hitter brewing.
4
Ash tree gave its life
for a thousand home runs—
Hall of Fame material.
5
It’s past my bedtime
but I’ll listen all night—
extra innings.
