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27 Oct 2016 Neil E. Das

“Autumn – crisp as a” – Haiku about Baseball

31 Aug 201531 Aug 2015 Neil E. Das

“satisfying thunk” – “curveballs beguiling” – Baseball is haiku

23 Oct 2013 Neil E. Das

Haiku for the World Series

2 Jul 20132 Jul 2013 Neil E. Das

Albert Pujols vs. The St. Louis Cardinals or “We’ll be alright once this first meeting is out of the way!”

22 Oct 2012 Neil E. Das

:( And with Cardinal baseball over it’s back being a photo, haiku, and an odd prose reflection blog

21 Oct 201222 Oct 2012 Neil E. Das

Of Giants and Gene Pools, Cardinals and Cardiacs, and Baseball Game Sevens…There Had to be a Game Seven

19 Oct 201219 Oct 2012 Neil E. Das

inked in cardinal red – A Haiku for All St. Louis – Baseball Poetry

1 Oct 20121 Oct 2012 Neil E. Das

In extras, the month – October Baseball Haiku

24 Sep 201224 Sep 2012 Neil E. Das

The Batting Lesson – Autumn Baseball

13 Aug 201213 Aug 2012 Neil E. Das

An Afternoon in Baseball Heaven – Cardinals vs. Giants – Busch Stadium, St. Louis, MO

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Autumnal. A post-apocalyptic vision in North County... Time of the goldenrod. Yesterday morning, the clouds were aglow with the dawning. It had been a week since September's heat dome had broken, and the pool was in the nether world between summer's joyful splashings and being drained and covered for the winter. My time in the pool in the summer was in the glorious long evenings, but with 4 resident young boys the pool had seen far more exciting hours. I was walking C who had probably put on about 25 lbs since my last visit. The scene was also evocative enough to spawn a haiku. Morning glory. A glory faded, but glory nonetheless. Monarchs on goldenrod. Feels like home III. Autumn, the cornfields, the soybeans, yellow flowers, and goldenrod. #illinois #autumn Feels like home II. Autumn, the cornfields, the soybeans, yellow flowers, and goldenrod. #illinois #autumn
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