Poem for the San Francisco Giants
November 3rd, 2010 by Admin
In celebration of the Giants winning the World Series, here’s a poem by student Geoffrey Simpson, Jr., giantswhich he read at home plate at AT&T Park this past May for WritersCorps’s annual Write Like a Giant event. Go Giants!
Welcome to AT&T Park that rings pacific bells
Representation of SF on the tops of bills
A stadium that seems so surreal
There are illusions of dancing seals
But it’s no game unless
You’re knocking the stitchings out of the balls of success
The number one pastime used on the road for riches
That was brought to the stands and out the park like a 600-foot distance
Wearing New Era hats to be part of the team
From the concrete streets to the suburbs we all want the American Dream
The only thing to steal is bases
And we learn the basics before tying our cleat laces
So get outta your seat and reach like the seventh inning
For the teeth grinding blood sweat and tears of the cloud nine ending
A gun shooting T-shirts of love out
But we stay to see these Giants, see what San Francisco dug out
– Geoffrey Simpson, Jr., age 16
Poem of the Month: November 2010
