Batter Up, No Longer Comments

more comment from me. you 'lost' me in this poem. are we talkin' of stalkin'... flies? bri ;)

i well I just got cut off---why does PH do that? anyway, I enjoyed the metaphor and the angels in the grandstand [and possibly in the outfield as well!

I liked this sports analogy--my girls played softball [any way but softly--it was blood and guts to them] and

i had questioned your use or 'swat'. i think 'swatted ball'. And i usually don't recognize nor care for the use of symbolism, so i did not guess the topics you entered. Do you know who 'Sultan of Swat' was? bri : )

Shit, i just lost my comment; apparently, according to an illiterate PH notice which appeared about '300 characters', my comment was too long to be published/submitted.

This poetry is such an inspiration! I loved the use of imagery in the stanzas. It's a great piece Quoth, some lines struck me hard and might stay with me for the rest of my life! ! ! Thank you for sharing this :)

You have struck a chord with many readers with this one! ! ! We love baseball and softball and love to yell " batter batter batter" and give the ump our opinion of his eyesight! ! ! Say " play ball" and we all will cheer you on! !

Hitting that sweet spot of connection, so you will loom large in the loved one's heart. The high drama of the ultimate game in which your heart is lifted up among the clouds. Makes me think of many things.