Robert Rorabeck

Bronze Star - 2,195 Points (04/10/1978 / Berrien Springs)

In Your Holy Banners - Poem by Robert Rorabeck

The universe runs on your legs:
See it dressed up the stars of your limbs:
Oh,
The universe has bangs,
And we all flee north in your shadow,
In your holy banners,
Panting like kittens with holistic eyes;
And the shore,
The shore runs for miles-
The shore is your ribbon, and it runs for miles,
And these are the things you prove,
And I have seen them keeping time from the
Roof of our old high school,
Because I loved you there, even if I couldn’t
Say it:
I always wanted to be more beautiful,
So I could run with you;
And there were chickens in the halls, and
I failed math,
And I couldn’t find you, but you were there:
A short skirted general in charge of the green copper
Cannons,
Didn’t you know that these are the things I’ve
Had to say to you for many miles;
If I could drink from your shadow,
To lap from your dime sized amusements it would almost
Be enough,
And I want to buy you a pool and a very little dog,
Because you are my universe,
But you are already married and I don’t know what to
Do about that
But to get drunk again and pretend I am a very modern
Conquistador,
Sailing blissfully down his canals fully adorned in brilliant aspects
Of your truly holy skyway.


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, December 23, 2009



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