1959 La Jolla High School Yearbook Cover

I saw her at the ’84 reunion
a little older, a little grayer,
the first fine lines on her porcelain face;
  inhabiting the body of a stranger

while here in the yearbook we are all preserved;
the teen beauty of my youthful dream;
the pot smoking wide receivers
nerds and geeks; prom king and queen

remembering the pranks
the ritual, the desecration
  the boozy fiascos and beautiful music
that came from her tender mouth

Some of us are gone
touched by the icy frost of time;
or war, blowing them away
like dust in the wind

She’s up there now at center stage
everyone’s dark fantasy lover
forever in a high school musical singing
“In the still of the Night”

Sweetly a capella; all of us together
voices rising to a festooned ceiling;
for just a moment the years are gone
and we are all so young again

wrist corsages and boutonniere
slim bodies and perfect hair
lines and wrinkles disappear
a faint scent of  roses filling the air

before the lovers who’d broken our hearts
before the war and all the regrets
all of us in fresh young skin
ready to dance it all over again.




About toritto

I was born during year four of the reign of Emperor Tiberius Claudius on the outskirts of the empire in Brooklyn. I married my high school sweetheart, the girl I took to the prom and we were together for forty years until her passing in 2004. We had four kids together and buried two together. I had a successful career in Corporate America (never got rich but made a living) and traveled the world. I am currently retired in the Tampa Bay metro area and live alone. One of my daughters is close by and one within a morning’s drive. They call their pops everyday. I try to write poetry (not very well), and about family. Occasionally I will try a historical piece relating to politics. :-)
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4 Responses to Reunion

  1. chicagoguy12 says:

    Just beautiful Frank!


  2. jfwknifton says:

    Yes, really beautiful!


  3. beetleypete says:

    We didn’t have prom nights when I was at school, but I have been to a few reunions. Nobody turned out as I expected. The girl I once lusted after was ‘out’ as a lesbian, and the captain of the sports team was overweight, and prematurely bald. The only thing the same was the teachers. They had aged of course, but otherwise were exactly as I remembered them. I stopped going in 1990, when the younger kids had started to attend as grown-ups, and I didn’t know anyone anymore.
    Nice nostalgia Frank.
    Best wishes, Pete.


  4. Beautiful poem, great perspective…I have always loved that song.


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