Thursday, December 18, 2025

Wednesday, August 20, 2025

 


Jim Poole Baseball Poem

 

James Ralph “Easy” Poole hailed from

Alexander County, the first

Scholarship player at Lenoir College

In 1912 at age seventeen.

Easy’s dark eyes stare back

From the glossy photo Hank Utley

Had made forty years ago,

A lanky left-handed hitter

Who blasted 50 homers

For the Nashville Vols in ’30,

Played for twenty-three teams

From 1914 to 1946,

Portland, Oregon, to Statesville,

NC, everywhere between

And even all around,

Plus, three years, 1925-27

For Connie Mack in Philly.

3,089 hits, 270 home runs,

659 doubles, 99 triples.

I need no flashy words as these

Numbers are baseball poetry,

Beautiful on their own,

And if that’s not enough,

The Taylorsville boy became

A player-coach in the 30s,

Even managing two of his sons

In 1941, at Class D Fort Pierce.

Winning titles multiple times.

 It was a long road for Easy,

Which is why his eyes turned dark

As the knotholes in the ball park

Fences boys watched him through.

Sunday, June 1, 2025

Outlaw Ballplayer Poem

 

Mr. Whitley

Who owned Whitley’s Furniture and Funeral home

And the Kannapolis Towelers baseball team,

Had a room over his business where he kept

Mattresses enough for his players to sleep

The night before a big game

Or when they played the hated rival

The Concord Weavers. Mr. Whitley

Locked them in: the Watts brothers,

Marvin and Ginger, the famous college

Football player, Eric Tipton, the preacher

Glenn “Razz” Miller, the manager, Buck

Redfern, star pitcher “Coddle Creek” Taylor,

But especially former MLB slugger, Vince

Barton, who would otherwise be

At a Cabarrus County roadhouse.

Outlaws, all of them: Mr. Whitley

In his mortician’s suit gave them

A pep talk: reminded the team that

They were part of town history.

Then left them to their thoughts

In the room above the mortuary.