Of His Grayer Love Poem by Robert Rorabeck

Of His Grayer Love



Proud is the peacock at the fair
Filled with his own hidden shadows, colors dimmed-
And the long ride from home forgotten:
And all of the faces about him, jovially mooning-
This exhibit is his, and the joys of the world sail
Around, candles in a hallucinatory mass
But not one burning with prayers to him of his
Grayer love.

Thursday, February 3, 2011
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Robert Rorabeck

Robert Rorabeck

Berrien Springs
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