Robert Rorabeck

Freshman - 511 Points (04/10/1978 / Berrien Springs)

Every Word - Poem by Robert Rorabeck

With everything there is a
Word:
On tree or branch or
Bird.
Well, then the sea is
Round as the globe-
My eyes open
My eyes close;
They see only you,
My muse.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, August 19, 2011

Poem Edited: Saturday, August 20, 2011


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