Poems from timodwyer1
Someone who plays around with different themes.
From Mythology to Sports teams.
Not one to pass on a good idea.
From Ireland to South Korea.
Here comes a poet not so grand
But here I am, pen in hand.
Take my work as it be
If you like, comment me.
Here in this lime lined, green field
A battle is to be fought without mercy, without yield.
Two platoons of a baker’s dozen each.
Fighting...
Last pitch of the game
Full Count and Bases loaded
And the Winner is...
Caught on a pop fly
Tagging up to steal third base
Too slow, You're Out!
Jumping off the bag
Running fast to the next base
Slides to avoid tag...safe!
Red lines on white face
Held in a leathery hand
Until thrown to home