Poems from timodwyer1

Someone who plays around with different themes. From Mythology to Sports teams. Not one to pass on a good idea. From Ireland to South Korea. Here comes a poet not so grand But here I am, pen in hand. Take my work as it be If you like, comment me.
Here in this lime lined, green field A battle is to be fought without mercy, without yield. Two platoons of a baker’s dozen each. Fighting...
Last pitch of the game   Full Count and Bases loaded And the Winner is...
Caught on a pop fly   Tagging up to steal third base      Too slow, You're Out!
Jumping off the bag   Running fast to the next base Slides to avoid tag...safe!
Red lines on white face Held in a leathery hand Until thrown to home