It Came From The Porch : Tales of a Theraflu Junkie : Where She Stares

Where She Stares
© 1996 E. Nicholas

Blue robed
She stares somewhere else
She stands against the porch rail
She rests one foot atop the other
Long-toed beauty and
Pale gangly splendor.
Ah to stand where she stares
Or to be the wind
That moves curious fingers
Through red hair
And shuts her eyes in the morning sun.

note: Nick presented this poem to Amy on Poetry Night. Click here for more.