Robert Rorabeck

Bronze Star - 2,196 Points (04/10/1978 / Berrien Springs)

So Many Newly Awakened Amusements - Poem by Robert Rorabeck

Now it feels all like this: all so around the orangish corners
Of another uncalled for canyon;
And this is the way that the newly weds and the preschoolers
Color in:
The way the sunlight shines in your innocent eyes, like
Otters making love across the shallow beds of the northeastern
The way the star light streams across the semaphores of their
Nocturnal beds
Until something newer and brighter burns anew;
And it feels alright by this, but it is yet to be proven:
All of the mothers have their daughters who have their sons,
Who have their flags and their favorite colors
Riding out upon their steeds and looking to banish the windmills;
As her lips breathe again the prenatal wishes of the birthday parties
That I have made alright to feel for her;
And this is all that was needed to feel alright; and it feels alright,
Saturated like your soul’s butterfly, Alma,
Pressed and kissed to my lips all throughout today, even though
I know that by tomorrow that there will be so many newly awakened
Amusements that are yet to prove.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, August 24, 2010

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