Robert Rorabeck

Bronze Star - 2,024 Points (04/10/1978 / Berrien Springs)

On Those Thorny Feet - Poem by Robert Rorabeck

Made something out of longevity in its
Beautiful cradle:
Now don’t you realize that I am still here
Beside the highway underneath the overpass
In a rainstorm
Waiting to buy Mexican candy:
Listening to the waves speak though they
Have nothing to say to me:
Waiting for the grasshoppers to hop
And make way for the beautiful flowers trying
To poke their heads up from beneath
The slippers on those thorny feet.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 26, 2012

Poem Edited: Friday, January 27, 2012


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