Robert Rorabeck

Bronze Star - 2,238 Points (04/10/1978 / Berrien Springs)

Robert Rorabeck Poems

6481. Over The Sad Old Earth 3/26/2010
6482. The Only Thing You Had To Pay 3/26/2010
6483. The Way A High School Marching Band Becomes Unfurled 3/24/2010
6484. Then For Dinnner 3/13/2010
6485. To Set You Free 2/28/2010
6486. Lips Of Busy Ants 2/18/2010
6487. No One Else To Blame 12/11/2009
6488. Taking It Nice And Slow 2/5/2010
6489. Many Longs Ago 2/13/2010
6490. The Cake Of My Next Birthday 1/22/2010
6491. For The Both Of Us 2/3/2010
6492. Returning To The Echoes Of Her High School 1/17/2010
6493. Mulatto Children 1/12/2010
6494. In Your Holy Banners 12/23/2009
6495. The Pistoning Engines Of Each And All Airplanes 12/20/2009
6496. Bright And Coital Philanthropy 12/19/2009
6497. The End Of This Thing 12/16/2009
6498. Your Carelessly Wimpled Shoulders 12/10/2009
6499. Too Enamored To Even Care 11/25/2009
6500. For The Love Of You 12/3/2009
6501. Made To Assume 12/2/2009
6502. The Bridal Harem For The Holy Ghost 11/25/2009
6503. The Muted Creche 11/19/2009
6504. Hot Legs 10/30/2009
6505. Goody-Goody 11/19/2009
6506. Going To Burn 11/14/2009
6507. Wings To Fly 11/12/2009
6508. My Dissolving Courtyard 11/5/2009
6509. When The Dead Walk The Earths 10/31/2009
6510. Kazoo 10/30/2009
6511. The Other Side 10/30/2009
6512. I Know I Believe- In Fact I Burn 10/1/2009
6513. Tumbling, Tumbling Tumbler 10/30/2009
6514. In The Everglades Of Your Overrun Soul 10/18/2009
6515. Never Enough To Say 10/25/2009
6516. Heredity Of Nurseries 10/15/2009
6517. Slave To Baseball 10/10/2009
6518. In Nostalgia's Brutal Junk Heap 10/6/2009
6519. Impotent Musings 9/25/2009
6520. The Entire Earth Soft As A Bed 10/1/2009

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
    Peter

  • 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
Meadow
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

Appomattox

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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