Robert Rorabeck

Bronze Star - 2,259 Points (04/10/1978 / Berrien Springs)

Robert Rorabeck Poems

6321. The Eyes Of Dr Tj Eckleburg 4/24/2017
6322. Drowning The Graveyards 5/30/2017
6323. The Forever Backyards 6/19/2017
6324. The Earliest Of Classrooms 6/19/2017
6325. Into The Forver Backyards 6/19/2017
6326. Working Girl Of Metamorphosis 6/24/2017
6327. The Dead Ends Of The Dead-End Dungeons 7/5/2017
6328. The Midnights Of Our Quitting Times 7/5/2017
6329. The Fifth Extinction 7/11/2017
6330. The Courtesy Bays 7/13/2017
6331. Driving In New Mexico, Laser Beams 8/2/2017
6332. A Single Pine 8/4/2017
6333. Upon The Banks Of Michigan 8/15/2017
6334. The Names Of Our Ancestors 8/15/2017
6335. A Quick Poem Done In Time 8/25/2017
6336. The Memories Of A Forgotten Storm 9/15/2017
6337. The Shapes Of Merry Weathers 12/22/2017
6338. Peter Pan Is A Fairy 12/27/2017
6339. To Italian Plays Written By English Playwrights 1/12/2018
6340. Preternatural Crucifixions For The Passing Of Patrick Keenan 1/12/2018
6341. Italian Plays Written By English Playwrights 1/12/2018
6342. Star-Stricken And Woebegone Clouds 1/22/2018
6343. In A Garden Of Unwashed Foxes 7/13/2018
6344. The Sparks Of The Show 7/13/2018
6345. The Abandoned Highways Of Forgotten Time 8/20/2018
6346. Within The Anonymity Of So Many Vanishing Years 3/24/2015
6347. In The Garden Of A Witch 3/24/2015
6348. Her Hungering Dish 3/11/2012
6349. Cars Dancing With Waves 1/23/2015
6350. Of So Many Tv Shows 4/29/2014
6351. To Look Over Her World 5/19/2014
6352. Billy The Kid 5/1/2014
6353. Womb Of A Coiling Succubus 7/19/2013
6354. Kings Falling Down A Hill 12/31/2012
6355. Living God As Blind As Midnight 12/28/2012
6356. Unsubmissive Road 4/26/2014
6357. From Your Hair 5/8/2013
6358. One Or Two Brown-Eyed Girls 5/8/2013
6359. Through The Aluminum Sea 1/20/2013
6360. Poems Of Distractions 2/8/2013

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 ...

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Beds Of Concrete

Her eyes the
Deep deep aqueducts
The sunlight skated on
Like water spiders
And beautiful couples
Never revealing
The murdered love
Down so very deep

The skeletons peeling
The rusting landrover
Flipped over against
The bed of concrete

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