Robert Rorabeck

Veteran Poet - 1,996 Points (04/10/1978 / Berrien Springs)

Robert Rorabeck Poems

881. Know Thyself 2/2/2009
882. Earth 2/2/2009
883. On A Gloomy Wednesday 2/3/2009
884. Aphrodisiac Hypoluxo 2/4/2009
885. Childish Burn 2/5/2009
886. Polychrome's Fairyland 2/6/2009
887. Finis, Mary 2/7/2009
888. Let Me Hold You Dear To Me 2/7/2009
889. The Vast Graveyard Of Red Hearts 2/8/2009
890. Your Coquettish Supposition 2/9/2009
891. In These Features Of My Metaphor 2/9/2009
892. What Truly Is 2/10/2009
893. On A Windy Day Down The Mainstreet Of Saint Augustine 2/11/2009
894. The Night Flows From It 2/11/2009
895. Deep In The Forest 2/11/2009
896. Ruby Eyes (For Levon Helm) 2/12/2009
897. Bad Luck 2/12/2009
898. Their Emerging Yesterday 2/12/2009
899. The Bird 2/13/2009
900. Let Me Have Stars 2/15/2009
901. Just The Average Dream 2/16/2009
902. Temporary 2/17/2009
903. Getting Closer To You 2/17/2009
904. La De Da 2/18/2009
905. Goyems' Goodtime Variety Show 2/18/2009
906. Infernal Sacrifice 2/19/2009
907. Schoolyard's Stormy Vestiges 2/20/2009
908. What Is There But A Greater Morality 2/20/2009
909. The Awful Rosaria Of The New Day's Immortal Reveal 2/26/2009
910. Many Miles 3/3/2009
911. On Monday 3/4/2009
912. Fine 3/4/2009
913. Devilishly Heavenly Body 3/6/2009
914. Upon The Windsome Saddle Of This Uncountable Mountain 3/7/2009
915. Earth’s Fine Funereal Song 3/7/2009
916. The Glow Of The Fading Evening's Television 3/9/2009
917. The Great Catastrophe Of Everything Mundane 3/13/2009
918. Just The Last Bit Of February 3/13/2009
919. The Common Appetite 3/26/2009
920. Sea Of Shadows 3/26/2009
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 ...

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Tomorrow's Consumptions

The city at night,
The city at large:
Open mouthed, swallowing,
The giant in the clouds;
It was swallowing its bridegrooms-
It was swallowing its anyways at night:


This wasn't just America,

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