stan pelfrey

Rookie - 1 Points (april 12th / the south)

315 ~ Suspended - Poem by stan pelfrey

the night air was crisp
we all stood still,
watching history unfold

a fleeting shot-
not much on it-
it had just enough
to make it over the fence

rounding the bases,
seemingly weightless, full
of life with the amazement
of a child on your face

touching home, hugging
everyone around - even
your rival - then acknowledging
those who preceded you

the Fall had come, and
for a few moments life
was suspended and beauty
in the human spirit prevailed

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, October 10, 2006

Poem Edited: Friday, October 15, 2010

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