Entries 4 - 56 will be the 52 weeks of poems for Promptly Poetry Round 4 |
| I wonder is the ground still bare and hard where the feet of children up to bat or sliding in to home plate trod down every blade of grass? Do the echoes of their voices still whisper in the pines that tall and evergreen line whose arms caught many a ball the green wall, a barrier to home runs? Can you still hear the sounds of the cheers and jeers as a ball ran aground or a runner stole around the bases? Children grow and so do trees and those without memories move into the houses of our youth. The grass still grows green across the manicured lawns but in my heart the ground is bare and hard at home, where we stood at bat. Promptly Poetry "Promptly Poetry Challenge (2025-2026)" WEEK # 1 Prompt - HOME |