Stan Petrovich

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

Summersalt - Poem by Stan Petrovich

I went to the beach
On a furious day
Rain & collapsing wind adrift the dunes
The seaspray salted my tongue
As I called your name
But you did not come
Except in a wave
That overpowered my feet
As I fell & wept your name again
Imagine what those seagulls saw
Myself prostrated in a wave of grief
And barely rising to give homage to the gregarious sea


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, June 29, 2013

Poem Edited: Saturday, June 29, 2013


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