A Blast From The Past Poem by Stephen Brian Brady

A Blast From The Past



St. Tropez.

Apollo stepping-out
from the radiator-grille
of a Maserati sports saloon
wiped away the flies
in the dizzle-dazzle of that afternoon

perceived the dullness of the gold
and less than white reflections
in the boutique window

he paused
regrets
maybe a few

and distant thunder

edging forward
in the ice-cream queue

Thursday, August 25, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: sports
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