Robert Ronnow


Motel Room - Poem by Robert Ronnow

Motel room, U.S. map made of license plates
everything I need for a week is here, king-
size bed, microwave, fridge, tv, hot plate
the carpet's pretty clean, the bathroom baptized
and there are two mirrors in which to imagine
myself, to analyze and idolize.
WiFi, no Elizabethan inn,
in a century when we fear nuclear war
and we're warned against the shock of fast changes,
the door sports three locks though nothing dangerous
could happen in a town like this, named for spring
water found by thirsty desert travelers.
My home for a week living alone, contained
safe from the elements, roar of airplanes.

Topic(s) of this poem: room, spring, town, war, change, clean, danger, desert, fear, mirror


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  • Gajanan Mishra (1/8/2018 7:39:00 AM)


    my home for a week, good one (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 8, 2018



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