ball three--
the manager's foot
on the dugout steps

—Tim Jamieson

About the author: I am Canadian, born and raised in the province of Saskatchewan and living in Winnipeg, Manitoba. I first began writing haiku in 1983, and have had work accepted in Canada, the U.S., Japan, Australia, New Zealand, England, Ireland and Belgium.


Responses to the haiku for 5 August 2005 by Tim Jamieson

    Vasile Moldovan
    2005-08-05 09:15:22

    No forrow
    behind the canoe...
    only memories

    Bill Kenney
    2005-08-05 09:19:43

    home run
    hands on hips the pitcher
    stares at the dirt

    called out on strikes
    shaking his head all the way
    back to the dugout

    2005-08-05 14:26:43

    Comingday of spring.
    My haiku
    Blooming with buds.

    Unhappy nests below the balcony.
    Swallows came
    and went without address.

    The late autumn
    A field on slope
    has torn its carpet.

    ed markowski
    2005-08-05 14:52:58

    the suspense and anticipation are
    palpable in this piece. truly a small
    poem that says a whole lot. excellent.

    late innings
    the shortstop backpedals
    into fireflies

    john tiong chunghoo
    2005-08-06 00:12:53

    game three
    all the eyes
    on his ball

    liz moura
    2005-08-06 08:24:40

    green light
    the hitter waits
    in the box

    lost in the sun
    beyond reach

    Ed Schwellenbach
    2005-08-06 12:59:38

    pop fly---
    playing catch
    with the sun

    pop fly---
    in a field of dreams

    outside the park
    the bag lady works her glove,
    the game in her ear

    homerun fireworks,
    the Japanese batter bows deeply---
    August 6 stats

    bobby michael richardson
    2005-08-07 18:07:28

    summer waning ...
    in my daughter's eyes
    seeing mine