Treasure Island

Shirley Alexander

(12-05-1953 / Somewhere under heaven, Georgia, USA)

Presents From Jim


Nineteen sixty-nine. The autumn fair was in Athens.

I was sixteen. You had finished your senior year.

You threw well aimed darts, and loaded my arms

with cheap stuffed toys; soft treasures for my bed.



Arms and objections occupied, I leaned tight

while you held me from behind, whispering

unfamiliar syllables into my warming ear.

I remember your hands, and how I wanted



the force of them firm around my breasts;

fingertips exploring chilled hard nipples.

Old enough to want, too young to recognize

the scent you were leaving on my expectations.



You stood silhouetted against carnival lights;

Ferris wheel colors haloing your dark hair.

I grabbed my instamatic; snapped a hunk of you

as you left for California. And I am still here.


(©2008)

Submitted: Thursday, January 29, 2009
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  • Laurie Hill (1/29/2009 7:29:00 PM)

    A lovely poem..a memory of youth as if it was yesterday........1969....... the isle wight festival.. dylan etc.....many memories of those years.........10 (Report) Reply

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