The Forgotten Wishes Poem by Robert Rorabeck

The Forgotten Wishes



Sleeping in a bed your feelings rarely encumber,
It gets more difficult to recuperate, even with the hurricanes cheering
Us on outside of the windows:
The key deer kissing the tree frogs in the slender and tapered
Bedrooms of the aloe,
While the entire state takes off its clothes and goes swimming in
The sea
At the end of it with selkies and muses, and the stewardesses spilled
From their hapless planes like the thrilling sparks of
Fireworks,
Like coins bathing in a wishing well, wavering underneath the
Conquistadors’ fingerprints,
Pretending to grant the wishes forgotten for so many years.

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Robert Rorabeck

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