Robert Rorabeck

Veteran Poet - 1,996 Points (04/10/1978 / Berrien Springs)

Seemed As Well To Glean - Poem by Robert Rorabeck

If the city was not divided, it stood out like a
Sore thumb-
The kids in it went to high school, but they were
So dumb;
And the trees could not move,
Because they had nothing to prove; but the housewives
Attentions were undivided
Before the evenings and crepuscules of
Family get-togethers, they were like compound verbs,
And bosoms of chalices of forgotten and vanquished knights;
I couldn’t say I could really see them;
But it was like brail, as they sang to me through the
Suburb’s landscaping; and I knew everything was going to
Be alright;
Because there they were, unchanged but seeming to be awake;
And the canals gurgled like little girls in their
Bathtubs; and the alligators quivered with itches upon their
Saber-tooth backs they could never comprehend;
It was the only malady we were ever unsure of,
But we were sure that we wished that it would never
Have to end;
And the cities lay undivided and a familiar but elusive theme
Music played all across them,
Snuggled into an amphitheatre of illustrious mountains
The types and species which prowled there very different and
Never seen; but I am sure they looked down upon us
And seemed as well to glean.


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, February 13, 2010



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