Robert Rorabeck

Veteran Poet - 1,848 Points (04/10/1978 / Berrien Springs)

From The Snake's Mouth - Poem by Robert Rorabeck

My wife, come over to the
Other side of the work,
Like an ant crossing a river in
A jungle—
An egg fallen from the snake's
And into a nest of sleepy-eyed
A beautiful jewel that sets
The dinner table—
Anyways, so lay down the angels—
And when they get upset,
They leave their hang-dog shadows,
And go on dates with better
The world echoes of its contraptions—
No part of it is without a history
Of destruction—
But I have stopped looking for your
Face alongside my own reflection
As it drives through the zoos and
The church yards—
And, for a little while, the best of
All of the men put on fireworks
To turn the fickle amusements of
The abusive gods towards them
For an instant,
As a latchkeyed airplane breathes
Its birthday wishes in the sky.

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  • (2/2/2013 4:02:00 PM)

    Very unusual poem, free verse, Takes more than one read to get full impact. However, good first impression, I liked it. Visual and intelectual imagery on steady course to the mind and sentiments poetically expressed. I liked it, different and enthralling (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, February 2, 2013

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