Stan Petrovich

Rookie - 204 Points (10/27/1950 / Fort Riley, KS)

A Question - Poem by Stan Petrovich

Do your tiny hands
Reveal freeflying thoughts,
Or better, are you intrigued
By the stumbling block dividing naughts?

It s not possible to conceal
An admiration impossibly,
Mathematically, real:
That lore is catlike in ferocity.

Doe-eyed, implacable, studious,
Said being is beautiful of mind;
Milton's honesty, old, then dutiful,
No brokenness can be so kind.

Quaked, then towered, forsaking
Friendship's throne for tears,
A humble dosser is partaking
Of an institution asymbolic of the years.

Comments about A Question by Stan Petrovich

  • Bronze Star - 2,513 Points Tony Karas (12/11/2012 7:25:00 AM)

    Another truly awesome write. I wish this thing would alow me to enter ratings. This is a 10 for sure. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, August 1, 2011

Poem Edited: Monday, August 1, 2011

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