Robert Rorabeck

Bronze Star - 2,195 Points (04/10/1978 / Berrien Springs)

Room Of Open Sky - Poem by Robert Rorabeck

Rainbows have dog tags- beautiful words
Don’t belong in picture books:
And you are in his arms,
Brown as the beautiful woods from your
Country of
Airplanes shoot like silver dollars skipping in
An evaporated lake over the forts
That you took-
Mestizo- I will never love you again,
Not as my dog loves me- not as a blind man loves
The languishes of sunlight and
Fireworks everyday like a holiday where highways
Are rivers
Where your children get older and sleep underneath
Mailboxes, spread out over the hot and
Crippling light- the total antithesis of Disney
And the dreams of housewives- You float beneath
The stewardesses like the true cousins of the heavens-
And you don’t even know that you are,
But I remember-
Brown shoulders in a lunch room of open sky,
And your eyes all over my naked sadness, wishing to
See joy and summoning birthdays.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, December 11, 2011

Poem Edited: Monday, December 12, 2011

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