Robert Rorabeck

Bronze Star - 2,196 Points (04/10/1978 / Berrien Springs)

Insociance Of Rest - Poem by Robert Rorabeck

When the day is gone there is an
Insouciance of rest—peaceful insects
Slumber in the bordellos of the hibiscus—
The road of shells and tears
Becomes a beatific ribbon leading to and
From the canal,
And the world beyond:
Orchards and baseball diamonds creeping
Up between the spotlights—
Reminding us of our daydreams, like children
Kidnapped underneath the moon.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 20, 2012

Poem Edited: Saturday, April 21, 2012

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