Byron Headrick

Rookie - 0 Points (April 16 1972 / Scotsboro, Alabama)

Fresh Cut Grass - Poem by Byron Headrick

Fresh cut grass, hides the stink of
Hot asphalt at the street café, where
Four years earlier, I met Jennifer
Adjusting her bra, when no one saw

Except, I can remember, the first
Thoughts of her were of Odessa, so
Different, yet their underwear
Was the same - black, lace
Too tight, flesh protruding.

I loved Jennifer in spasms, that she
Never appreciated the champagne or
Flowers, just sex and lingerie
In brown envelopes she sent
Polaroids from time to time
Thoughts still come, while I am
Kissing Katherine smelling
Fresh cut grass at the
Street café, reminded of
Jennifer who reminded me
Of Odessa.

The cycle,
Continues.


Comments about Fresh Cut Grass by Byron Headrick

  • Ernestine Northover (12/14/2005 3:09:00 PM)

    Oh, those memories, always there to haunt us. Nice write. Love Ernestine XXX (Report)Reply

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  • Cj Heck (11/20/2005 10:24:00 AM)

    Excellent poem and so clever in your interweaving of the women. Very well done.
    Warmest regards and respect,
    CJ
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Poem Submitted: Sunday, November 20, 2005



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