Their Abandoned Sacrifice Poem by Robert Rorabeck

Their Abandoned Sacrifice



Forest fires engulfing sunshine,
Blinding tourists like the immolation
Of waterfalls-
And blue spruce hiding cadavers forever
Lost beneath the hoods of the summit
Only ever visited by the shadows
Of airplanes,
Lighting upon them like the dark cousins
Of hummingbirds-
As their jewelry is weathered into the
Earth
Mute and beautiful in their abandoned sacrifice.

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Robert Rorabeck

Robert Rorabeck

Berrien Springs
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