Wednesday, April 9, 2014

April

We are playing softball
--orderlies vs. residents--
out on the lawn.

The sun is out at last.
A robin is playing short fielder.

Tyrone belts one
way out to the divots where 
Rita dug in her heels
screaming, fighting Tyrone,
who knew to leave the shiv in or she'd bleed out.

She did it to herself.
Today was fun, but
we missed Rita, who couldn't come.
________

"the flowers bloom like madness in the spring" --Jenny Anderson

"No matter how hard the winter, regardless how bumbling they were the year before, come April we always thought our team would be in the thick of it. With the ice melted and everybody 0-0, just the crack of the bat was enough to make the hardest of us believe that our hearts would not be broken this time, and that a benevolent God surely loved the Cubs, just as we did." --Jeanette Prolsky

66 words exactly, for Words Count with Mama Zen.

 

12 comments:

TexWisGirl said...

(i wondered about the spelling on cruellest). :)

i like how you always put us in another world for a moment.

hedgewitch said...

I almost used this song for mine!Some rather foul plays out there in the outfield, but you win some, you lose some. Maybe Rita will be back next year. Of course April means de base-a-ball to you, world's foremost Tiger fan. I have heard some people do love the Cubs, but I'm thinkin, not quite as much as Ms. Prolsky. ;_)

Susan said...

Your spring softball slightly more dangerous than mine ever was. Poor Rita. I can guess what happened.

Cloudia said...

April has long spoken to me. I chose her for my own from the box of stripper names fit for our marquee on my first sex industry job. . . .




ALOHA from Honolulu
ComfortSpiral

=^..^= <3

Kathryn said...

that shiv is powerful.

Sioux said...

Oh, so the Cubs are a baseball team? ;)

I have this S & G album, and I love this song. Thanks for putting it a click away...

Yvonne Osborne said...

There is nothing like the crack of a bat to herald spring. I like your cast but I'm a Tiger's fan myself.

Mama Zen said...

Baseball! Why didn't I think of that?

HermanTurnip said...

Hey, I take umbrage with that tattoo poem. My birthday is in April, so it's obviously the bestest month out of the whole year! ;-)

Margaret said...

belts, divots, shivs, bleed out? Say what?

I understood the first stanza :)

Susie Clevenger said...

I probably shouldn't giggle but my dark side finds humor in this...Nothing like softball game with divots and shivs..:)

Sara said...

Okay, this is a long story. I came to your site and was about to respond to this post when BAM...I got inspired and did my own April 66.

It's not up to this post, which makes me laugh each time I read it. I love your dark humor. Thank goodness for it...

Have a great weekend, Shay:~)