Back In Time (re post) I need at least a thought of spring.


Thinking back
Back in time

A field of green
Chalky white dirt

Blue sky’s
So bright burning the eyes

Only one ball
The warm smell of a dirty worn glove

Flattened empty cups as bases
Call your field
Not enough players

The crack of a bat
Ghost runner at first

Pitcher
Catcher
Infield or out

Every position
Playing them all

Umpire by committee
Fair or foul
Everyone has a say

No fights
No arguments
Just loving the game

Shared gloves
Unless you got mine

Who’s the lefty?
What the!!!
I can’t use this!!!

Some unknown kids bat
Left from last night

No sunglasses
Didn’t need them
Just your dirty old hat

Water from the hose
Communal
Frozen in an old milk jug

Playing till dark
Can’t see the ball
Mosquitos eating everyone alive

Call it a day
Can you play tomorrow?

Running home
Missed dinner
Oh well

To bed hungry
But not a care

Drifting off to sleep
Smells and sounds thick like fog
Ready to awake and play again

Tonight
Going back in time

Remembering the game I love…

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Reponse


A response to my last write from my FB page. Way to good not to share thanks Ros

And who am I?
Who do you think I am?
A lover, a fighter?
A friend or a foe?
A millionaire or a beggar?
A poet, a painter?
Even a doctor or a manager?
The beginning of the end?
A singer or a dancer?
Or is it something more?
Who am I?
How long is the list?
Before I can get to you?

What


What have I become?

In the mirror I only see

A beast

A monster

A grown man

The heart of a child

A past forever haunting

A future always promising

But yet what have I become?

A mountain of iron?

A pillar of steel?

A statue of granite?

All of the above all rolled into one?

What have I become?

This devil

This demon

This trapped little boy

What have I become?

As I stare into the mirror and repeat the same question over and over again

What have I become?

Down


Wonderful comments on the last post kept me on the Alice theme for this one also. I guess it’s part 2.

Down in a hole

A rabbit hole so to speak

Trapped in total darkness

Yet movement

Unseen eyes staring

Looking right through me

Reaching out

Grabbing hold

Tearing my soul loose from its foundation

Grinning in delight as I slowly deflate

Shrinking

Slithering

Back down

Deeper

Into a hole

A rabbit hole so to speak…

Underground


Driven back underground
Deep into the rabbit hole

Lost in this maze
Yet safe from the light

Comfortable
But terrified of what tomorrow brings

Darkness
My worst enemy

Darkness
My best friend

Trapped
Caught between worlds

Breathing
Conscious
But never living

Once again
Deep in the rabbit hole

Just me

Alone

In total darkness

Staring face to face with something evil

Toe to toe with something I cannot control…