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A Poem by RobertRonnow

Author: RobertRonnow
Created: October 30, 2015 at 07:29 am
Upload Type: Poem, G (All)  
Category: Free Verse | Writing | General/Other
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Wherever peaches grow I go and pick 'em.
When they get ripe I try and swipe 'em.
The farmer runs out with a shotgun and wonders where's the varmint gone?
I'm hiding by the railroad tracks stacking the peaches I've found.

Then a freight train about a mile long rolls by hauling a bucket of rain.
I hop aboard while beautiful clouds gather to the north.
I put my peaches in the bucket and lug it to a hidden part of the train.
The rain begins, the night looms in, it's summer and it's thoughts and warm.

To the clacking rumble and the patter I close my eyes and dream.
An earthquake swallows up the people who wear horrible masks of fright as their
      daily tasks are trampled.
In a favorite movie theater an illumined lady puts her hand in mine, warm mouths,
      breath, skin, hair wing-soft, whole bodies, wind, bare.
I open my eyes at sunrise there's a steady glow of light around.

If you can believe in God, you can believe the mountains go from purple to green.
While the last partier meanders home to bed the first farmer is up to milk his bread.
Fruit of the world ripens audibly and cities make a silent, distant sound.
Kind of a lonely guy stretches, rubs his eyes, pees out a passing train, has a breakfast
      of peaches and rainwater.

© RobertRonnow - all rights reserved

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