The Sunlight I Am Melting In Poem by Robert Rorabeck
The Sunlight I Am Melting In
Lizard- crown of
Gold on your chin
Face down on the
Pitch-fork pine-
Thank god you can’t
Feel the sunlight
I am melting in-
With your long tailed
Soul as innocent as a blade of
Whistling grass in grandmother’s yard.
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: grandmother
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8/29/2026 6:45:55 PM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
Just superb - every line is perfect.