Assignment #1: Write a poem about Baseball and God

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by Philip E. Burnham, Jr

And on the ninth day, God
In His infinite playfulness
Grass green grass, sky blue sky,
Separated the infield from the outfield,
Formed a skin of clay,
Assigned bases of safety
On cardinal points of the compass
Circling the mountain of deliverance,
Fashioned a wandering moon
From a horse, a string and a gum tree,
Tempered weapons of ash,
Made gloves from the golden skin of sacrificial bulls,
Set stars alight in the Milky Way,
Divided the descendants of Cain and Abel into contenders,
Declared time out, time in, stepped back,
And thundered over all of creation:
"Play ball!"

Comments

  1. The BugApril 6, 2009 at 6:00 AM

    Ah - most excellent! The sport I love best is baseball - & I got to watch the Braves opener against the Phillies last night - & they WON! Is the dismal team of last year gone? Opening day is all about hope...

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  2. jackc50April 6, 2009 at 6:23 AM

    what a wonderful poem about a wonderful game....go red sox, faithfully yours, jack c

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  3. UnknownApril 6, 2009 at 6:23 AM

    Beautiful!
    Just like last night's game!!!!
    Yeah Braves!
    Take me out to the ballgame....

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  4. Viewtiful_JustinApril 6, 2009 at 6:32 AM

    I adore this one. How creative!

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  5. RudeeApril 6, 2009 at 6:34 AM

    Time to bring on the boys of summer. First things first though-NCAA basketball championship tonight. Go Sparties.

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  6. Erin DavisApril 6, 2009 at 8:26 AM

    Fantastic! As a baseball lover and a poetry lover, I'm in heaven!

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  7. debraApril 6, 2009 at 9:16 AM

    It's opening day here in the NE part of the state, too. Figures. It's snowing.

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  8. LydiaApril 6, 2009 at 11:50 AM

    It's cool that you posted about opening day. Think I shall rent The Natural soon; it's one of my favorites and it's been ages since I saw it.....nearly as long as since I've seen a baseball game in a stadium.

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  9. jackc50April 6, 2009 at 12:21 PM

    thanks for your comments. and just which team do you follow? i probably mentioned this before but i do love your blog....very creative. see ya around, jack c

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  10. Eleonora BaldwinApril 6, 2009 at 1:00 PM

    Baseball, poetry and religion. That's quite a handful of dogma and rules. Can I at least have a hot dog?

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  11. ArgentApril 6, 2009 at 1:44 PM

    Being English, I am of course, genetically incapable of understanding the rules of Baseball (it looks like a more complex version of our Rounders game). That said, I did love the poem. My verifcation word is PLATE!!! Can you believe it? Spooky!

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  12. GailApril 6, 2009 at 4:40 PM

    Wonderful!

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  13. C.M. JacksonApril 6, 2009 at 6:40 PM

    I love your knack of finding just the right poem---I hope this moment speeds the coming of spring and days of sunshine watching baseball games, picnics and long walks!

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  14. UnknownApril 6, 2009 at 7:06 PM

    As always, thanks for the comments. They're much appreciated. Bugs has it spot on that Opening Day is all about hope. Still looking for hope here in CinCity since the Reds lost...and there are snow sprinkles.
    Lola, hot dogs and a beer are a requirement:>)

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