Robert Rorabeck

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

Known To Man - Poem by Robert Rorabeck

Sick and overdosed from the new day light:
I think I’ve seen this day before,
Or I’m sure I’ve heard its traffics,
And its mother on the phone,
But it is not Mexico, it is not home.
The Christmas trees are very hot,
According to Pedro,
But Disney World is just up the road,
The bitter sweet tolls of old girlfriends,
And their enemies,
While all the ancient, oh so ancient
Wild life now sits intelligently disregarding
The ochre streaks of dark fairytales,
And they pray for lightning in the cloudless
Day,
And yes it comes right down from the patios
Of ageless giants who have no weaknesses
Known to man.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, December 16, 2009



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