A baseball haiku by Heather Ober

There doesn’t seem to be a title to this one — it is listed merely as “Haiku 5.” All the same, I found this haiku very relatable, even in its brevity. I’m sure most kids who grow up playing ball have this experience at some point in their lives.

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an old baseball
soars across blue sky–
broken glass

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“The Clubhouse’s Haiku,” by Stephen Jones

It hasn’t even been a month yet, and I find myself counting down to Spring Training.  Stephen Jones captures this feeling quite aptly through this haiku, recently published on Bardball.

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My season . . . now done
My ballpark empty of life
My heart waits for Spring