Robert Rorabeck

Bronze Star - 2,308 Points (04/10/1978 / Berrien Springs)

Robert Rorabeck Poems

5481. The Rest Of My Life 5/5/2012
5482. My Forgotten World 5/5/2012
5483. The Sea That Is Still There 5/5/2012
5484. Tree Frogs And Ant Lions 5/5/2012
5485. Their Pretty Mirages 5/6/2012
5486. The Best Ways To Pretend 5/6/2012
5487. Lamenting Over Their Fireworks 5/6/2012
5488. Differences Between Tomorrow And Voodoo And Zombies 5/6/2012
5489. My Dead Grandmother's Wall 5/6/2012
5490. Like Flowers Beneath The Sea 5/6/2012
5491. In The Middle Of The Night 5/6/2012
5492. The Airplanes And The Castles Too 5/6/2012
5493. The Dying Of The Young 5/6/2012
5494. In The Bays Of Your Horses 5/6/2012
5495. Tomorrow's Forever Rainbow 5/8/2012
5496. Prettiest Monuments 5/8/2012
5497. The Beautiful Junoism 5/8/2012
5498. Treats Of Lips 5/8/2012
5499. In A Zoetrope Beneath The Sun 5/10/2012
5500. Reflecting The Heavens 5/10/2012
5501. Blind As The Music From The Holidays 5/10/2012
5502. In A Town Of Lotuses 5/10/2012
5503. To The Echoes Of Her Silence 5/10/2012
5504. Christmas Tree 5/10/2012
5505. Like The Nocturnal Flowers 5/10/2012
5506. Through 5/10/2012
5507. Through The Nocturnes 5/10/2012
5508. In A Pretty Unison 5/10/2012
5509. Similacrum Of Love 5/10/2012
5510. Any Aspects Of Your Eyes 5/14/2012
5511. Little More Time 5/14/2012
5512. The Sands Shifted Against The Baseball Games 5/14/2012
5513. In The Aspects 5/14/2012
5514. The Forgotten Holidays 5/14/2012
5515. Against The Carports And The Misspelled Hotels 5/14/2012
5516. Sound At The Doorsteps 5/14/2012
5517. Of The Graveyards- Of The Monuments 5/14/2012
5518. Of Her Graveyards 5/14/2012
5519. The Baseball Diamonds 5/14/2012
5520. The Arts And Crafts 5/14/2012

Comments about Robert Rorabeck

  • Z. M. Wise Z. M. Wise (4/23/2015 12:03:00 AM)

    From what minescule fragments of a stockpile of poetic brilliance, I am completely blown away by Mr. Rorabeck's work. From his style and influences to his timing, rhythm, etc...I hope he never ceases this archaic and timeless craft. POETRY LIVES! !

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  • Justin Reamer Justin Reamer (5/17/2012 12:41:00 PM)

    I believe Bret is a very good poet. He seems to know what it takes to be a good poet. His rime and rhythm is evenly matched, and he knows how to convey his message in his poem. His poetry is flowing and soothing to the ear. He is one of the best modern poets on this site.

  • Peter O'Brien (9/18/2011 1:53:00 PM)

    A lovely selection of poems! The silver & gold of of famous wordsmiths - Baudelaire, Rimbaud, Lorca, Whitman & others! 'These fragment have I shored against my ruin...'. thanks

  • Jim Troy (8/10/2011 5:56:00 AM)

    I have read just one and had to leave my applause.
    Gratefully looking forward, the honor to read more of your great works........Jim Troy

  • Jenda Lecroy (4/14/2010 9:14:00 PM)

    A true poet. Old soul, new life.

  • Virginie Guillemette (3/6/2008 1:41:00 PM)

    i really enjoy your work...i feel the sense of time given your words, as if you choose them as one chooses the ripest cherries in the pile. clever and from an honest place.

Best Poem of Robert Rorabeck

A Flower In The Rain

I want to fall on you like rain
upon a wildflower
Opening new reason from you
Scaring all the old bees away from
Pollinating your bed
Scaring all the fake men off who
Can only stand the sun
So it’s just me and you in the
The rabbits in the hole
The grasses are wet and beginning to bow
The forest is damp and sleepy
And in the meadow
I bend down and kiss your petals wetly
Falling all over you
Letting your pistil slip into my mouth
Sucking off your honey,
Almost plucking you
But not going so far
Just pulling you so that you can ...

Read the full of A Flower In The Rain


In bed with the early morning shadows
bleeding the night into another killing
where glorious colors like afterbirth flows
in nebular jets into the horizon’s bowl,
revealed, I have the presentiment that my
life will fail, and rising against my Northern
dreams, I secede against their human impulse
of hope, and the cities inside me scream,
“You will never have her. She will never love you! ”

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