Robert Rorabeck

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

The Echoes Of A Jubilee - Poem by Robert Rorabeck

Baseball diamonds of Siamese twins—
And now here I am, separated from
My love,
Both of us living on other sides of the runway—
My words not clever enough to find her—
Just the echoes of a jubilee of a smoked out
Apiary—
And when the waves come in the darkest night
Or in the middle of the day,
I cannot see them, but think about them
As I travel home all by my lonesome—
Just as my tombstone thinks of me.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 25, 2013



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