Robert Rorabeck

Rookie - 386 Points (04/10/1978 / Berrien Springs)

The Words That Their Poets Came - Poem by Robert Rorabeck

Words that burn infinitely burn for women:
Lochs of women, virgins breathing and snorkeling both
Above and beneath the sea:
Women of green and amber eyes, like the resins of super holy
And Christmas trees:
Women I was afraid to share the stares of, so I skipped
High school and listened all day sweaty and hyperventilating
To the lions choosing their mates,
Just as not much later the women chose theirs:
Then they jumped through hoops of fire in the street lights ofs
Their carnival ling bars:
And when it rained, these women stepped bare naked out into
The rain and fell in love, open mouthed,
Their bosoms bared, to the words that their poets came.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 1, 2010



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