Robert Rorabeck

Veteran Poet - 1,996 Points (04/10/1978 / Berrien Springs)

As The Waves Took Breath In The Tide - Poem by Robert Rorabeck

It snows in the coquina forts,
And the fox roots wither like tourists in their
Shorts:
But what about the glassblowers in their
Hypnotizing art,
To which the chickens are attentive, and the
Heathenish flames flicker and dart;
As you lay down your finite body, and its infinite
Soul,
Down across the brown slim tresses of your world
Quite literally across the railroad tracks;
And I don’t want anymore dreams after you:
I told you that I would kill myself for you, and that
Was real:
And the switchblades glisten over the foreclosed
Hives,
As the otters dunk into their homes,
And the stewardesses leap like nursery times, at least
Two or three times,
As I say your name and extinguish all of my wishes;
As Ii have blow your hair out my window as we drove
Next to the sea to whom I compared you to,
Gasping like another fish to your soul,
Or singing like a drowning butterfly you name
To a laughable star: Alma, Alma, Alma,
As the waves took breathe in the tide; as, heedlessly,
The wives collectively came inside.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, August 20, 2010



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