Robert Rorabeck

Bronze Star - 2,025 Points (04/10/1978 / Berrien Springs)

This Lovely Town - Poem by Robert Rorabeck

Sun to my diamond while I live at home—
Specks of emptiness in her eyes where she once
Required me—
As I go sleep-walking like a torn kite outside
Of Romeo and Juliet's tomb—
And this seems to be the place where we live—
Empty cul-de-sac
Beaten down—
As little girls leap across the ditches—
Absent minded of all of the pornographies—
They seem to take all of the world to be in love—
And they make theatres out of graveyards—
They cannot give up
Well then, this is a poem of a wounded creature—
Learning how to settle down—
In a trailer park or a baseball diamond—waiting
For all of the lamps to douse—
And all of the lonely hearts to leave this lovely town.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, August 25, 2012

Poem Edited: Saturday, August 25, 2012


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