Robert Rorabeck

Bronze Star - 2,238 Points (04/10/1978 / Berrien Springs)

The Whispers Of Her - Poem by Robert Rorabeck

Naked apples and candy canes- No one is going
To the fair,
But the clouds are not gone- they are hanging there,
And the road down beneath them, reflecting their
As she sheds her skin- and then goes to sleep underneath
The overpass,
While the sea brushes the whispers of her to him.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 18, 2011

Poem Edited: Thursday, May 19, 2011

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