Wednesday, April 9, 2014

one, two, three strikes you're out


 it's horrible, this home
plate I'm on, with eyes
like tasers aimed
at my swing
strike one

okay, I'm sweating now
my slip/slide palms
a slick film,
it seems as if
a hundred pounds
of listless arms
weigh me down
strike two

ouch!
strike three

how can they call
me moody? I mean
wouldn't you
do the same thing, too?
It's not my fault
I saw a bug
hop across
my shoe


Poetic Inspiration~
Poetry Jam: Baseball & Barriers
PU's Motif: Distractions
3WW: horrible, listless, moody

25 comments:

Magical Mystical Teacher said...

Like the protagonist of your poem, I often find myself distracted by small things--bugs included!

Susan said...

HaHaHaHa!!! perfect!

Kerridwen said...

Oh, I can totally understand that feeling! I have definitely been distracted by bugs before ;)

Karen S. said...

Those darn bugs!

Brian Miller said...

fun distraction there in the end...much more so than the stress of striking out...no one wants to strike out....

Mary said...

It is so disappointing when one strikes out for whatever reason!

Jae Rose said...

Bugs can certainly put you off your game..real or otherwise..swat!

Danny Waise said...

Dead good, love the three strikes theme, and the amazing rhymes in the last verse.

Wolfsrosebud said...

LOL... my granddaughter was writing in the dirt as a ball was coming her way last year... you got it!

Sheilagh Lee said...

ha ha a bug sounds like me when I was playing other sports (baseball I loved and paid attention in.)

Sherry Blue Sky said...

I love it! Reminds me of the time in school when I saw a huge spider and threw my eraser at it, causing considerable disturbance in the room.....loved the "listless arms" in your poem.......

Gabriella said...

Ha, ha! This reminds me that a few days ago, I saw a huge house spider and smashed it with my slipper, not realizing my finger was also under the afore-mentioned slipper!

Moonie said...

Laurie, this works so well with the "bugs" of life. Gotta be careful where we swing.

How are you? You've been in my prayers.
Hugz

Wendy Bourke said...

Loved that you put a comic “spin” on this, Laurie – a little nod, to the spirit of Ernest Thayer’s "Casey".

kaykuala said...

Strike out! Never want it. One often are 'struck out' by little things that often irritate more than anything else. Truly true, Laurie!

Hank

Charleen said...

This made me smile. Nice write. It reminded me of my students today who were going ballistic because they saw a bug on the ceiling.

Poet Laundry said...

Ha! This is fun Laurie...better luck next time ;)

oldegg said...

Life is a game, it is so much more bearable when you are good sport. Whack!

J Cosmo Newbery said...

What I don't understand is how, when I take a swipe at them, moths just totally disappear. I have no idea where they go.

Susan Lindquist said...

Ah, the stress of hitting the ball! Loved that little funny twist ... bugs and baseball ... summertime distractions!

alan1704 said...

Love it the small things in life often cause the most problems. Strike three!! i think.

Wayne Pitchko said...

Good one indeed

SaraV said...

Laurie, you made me laugh! Didn't see that one coming :-) Great descriptions of the tensions of being in the spotlight of home plate

aspiritofsimplicity said...

ewww...i don't love bugs

Nicholas V said...

Ha ha! Nice surprise at the end. Good write, Laurie.