The Daydreams Of The Sky Poem by Robert Rorabeck

A fire passing through the field does not
Wonder what she can yield:
The minnows’ joy is eaten in the shallows
And taken to the other side of the
Canal by even greater joys-
As I looked across to you in a classroom
Berthed upon adolescent light,
You made love underneath the ceiling fan
To another knight-
And the cruelty that reawakened from your
Lips did its means by the highways of
Buzzards until it resurrected Christmas-
And the sky flooded with
Stewardesses who were heavily scarred,
As they threw their anchors down from the planes,
Weighing to the earth to sink beneath
The sailors something that was always meant
For the daydreams of the sky.