Robert Rorabeck

Veteran Poet - 1,893 Points (04/10/1978 / Berrien Springs)

Never Wish To See - Poem by Robert Rorabeck

If the sun chirps, it is chirruping in
Spanish stirrups,
But it doesn’t: it whistles, making its rounds,
Swinging its phalanxes of missing keys-
All it is a head banishing the light:
The sky is not its house.
The moon is not its wife- What is the sun
But a father of world it has no business in,
Penetrating,
Stimulant and spurious it has created a child
It does not know flooding like busy and
Angry ants beneath it,
As it purveys blind and gallant all that it would
Never wish to see.

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Comments about Never Wish To See by Robert Rorabeck

  • (12/10/2009 8:57:00 PM)


    Nice poem, but entitling it with the last line is lazy. You should think of a better title, a more meaningful one. -LP (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, December 10, 2009



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