One night stands
John Clare Stokes
For one night we allowed ourselves
to return to the field of play
bringing the ball up the court
for the brothers in red
Galloping down the field in
the loose fitting jersey
Splitting wide in the homespun
Cheerleading uniform
Heading up the hill in the Charger
out to ghost light frights
Not daring to ask her out in our shyness
Taking a half century to muster courage
But by then what does one do
when all the places to go are gone
even the very school and the home room
to return to on Monday
Your friends anxiously waiting to ask
What did you do
How far did you go
And you lie and of course say
All the way to State.
Upon the 50th high school class reunion
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