First Hit


“First Hit” by Dave Hood

Under the sunshine of a warm,
relaxing Saturday afternoon
in late spring

dressed up in a blue uniform
like a legend of the game
adorning one of the baseball
cards he collects
standing at home plate,
waiting for the pitch,
for the first time

hitting the ball with a tin bat
running toward first base
cap flying off
stumbling in the gravel
then rebalancing
running again like a race horse
while the short stop scrambles
picks up the ball
hurls it toward the first baseman

feeling the excitement of cheering fans
in the stands as he runs
glimpsing approval of a father
sitting with yesterday’s newspaper
who’s often silent and detached

touching the first base bag
with his right cleat before the ball arrives
the boy who imagines playing pro ball
like his heroes glamorized on those baseball cards
smiles, claps his hands
like someone who’s achieved a dream.


About Dave Hood

Lover of poetry, fiction, creative nonfiction. Professional photographer and writer. Without the arts, life would be rather mundane, like a walk down the same old path on a dull day.
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