Robert Rorabeck

Veteran Poet - 1,953 Points (04/10/1978 / Berrien Springs)

Like Opulent Mobiles - Poem by Robert Rorabeck

Teeth are hungry, and golden, smile:
Teeth fall down and cover with lips for awhile
Then teeth in rows like bodies sleeping, glaciers, pearls:
When I ache at night for you, it is through these tools;
And upon that I would stake my life even before
The dogs run in the gambling ellipses, and I know
I can never make it home:
These words are waiting in their air-conditioned chariots
For the drawbridges to come back down,
For the song birds to roost in our backyards when they
Have already changed color to match the sky so that they
Can fly above our rooms all day, and smile and sing
Those very same things we should like them to perform,
But can never be sure; and we smile with the pains of the goddess
Herself broken like dragon’s fangs, like serpent’s scythes
And made to muster her armies of friends across the furrowed
Ground:
They will soon be getting up and yawning, bodies of dolls in
Soft woolen surplices, whisking up the candles from the dunes;
And that is what the heavens are reflecting: all of this
Sweetened sorority of liberated moons, as they swish before us
In the satellited chorus, as they swim above us like opulent
Mobiles reciprocating for us in our waiting rooms.


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 7, 2010



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