01-23-2013, 01:33 PM
You're Out!
cxd4
The bat's dropped,
Thud unheard.
All that's left,
A sandstorm trail.
Ball flying low,
Then it skids,
Rippling on the sandy lake.
Eye on target, square in sight.
Wee upward curve speaks aplomb.
Sweeping dive, time for progress.
All waiting for the grit curtain
To fall.
Wait, the baseman is touching.
When?
How?
Peek at the foot, a gap revealed.
Small in number, large in scale.
Eyelids close, heart plummets,
As umpire avers with 2 syllables.
Like a dull thud.
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Oh, I kind of like this one better than the previous ones. =D The words just came to me.
cxd4
The bat's dropped,
Thud unheard.
All that's left,
A sandstorm trail.
Ball flying low,
Then it skids,
Rippling on the sandy lake.
Eye on target, square in sight.
Wee upward curve speaks aplomb.
Sweeping dive, time for progress.
All waiting for the grit curtain
To fall.
Wait, the baseman is touching.
When?
How?
Peek at the foot, a gap revealed.
Small in number, large in scale.
Eyelids close, heart plummets,
As umpire avers with 2 syllables.
Like a dull thud.
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Oh, I kind of like this one better than the previous ones. =D The words just came to me.
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