Stan Petrovich

Rookie - 208 Points (10/27/1950 / Fort Riley, KS)

Ghost Image - Poem by Stan Petrovich

You have delivered tectonic shifts
To me-
Wirelessly;
You have gagged & bound me in this box,
Chasing me-
Runaway fox.
Your simple photograph
Set me free,
Such a commonplace simplicity.
But, oh, with you, girl,
It was different.
I could curl your hair
Between my fingers,
Although it was not there;
And that sly smile
Dangling behind your eyes
Gave glory to the dawn.
There was the aura, too,
The aura hovering about you.
I did not know any more about
What was real and what was representation.
This could not be love,
So must it be infatuation?

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  • Captain Cur (4/24/2012 6:59:00 PM)


    So infatuation with a picture of one of a million hoochie girls or one special to your heart, leave it to the reader to decide. Loved the poem Stan. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 10, 2012



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