Robert Rorabeck

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

The Airplanes Are Almost Gone - Poem by Robert Rorabeck

This is the landscaped
Theatre I’ve been working in;
The girls prance through like
The stock of beef stew;
I’ve seen them up in the
Gallery; I’ve heard them
Gossiping like
Faeries in the hollow trees
Planted in perfect rows
Down the streets of the
Perfect graveyards lit blue
By the transoms of
Girls living here I never knew,
Like princesses at Disney World.
Now the rush hour’s traffic sounds
And the airplanes are almost gone.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, May 2, 2010

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