Robert Rorabeck

Bronze Star - 2,195 Points (04/10/1978 / Berrien Springs)

Robert Rorabeck Poems

1281. Solicitating Doorways 8/2/2009
1282. Forecasting The Storms 8/17/2009
1283. The Time Of The End Of Its Day 8/18/2009
1284. Two Brunettes Named Heather (Pedaling Nice And Slow) 8/18/2009
1285. The Sweetest Amusement Of No-Talent Gravestones 8/18/2009
1286. Whatever Rhymes I Choose Tonight 8/18/2009
1287. Now So Gone 8/18/2009
1288. For Forgiveness 8/25/2009
1289. The Pure Feel Of Her Touch 8/25/2009
1290. In A Sea Fluming Our Celibate Rooms 8/25/2009
1291. Well Suited By The Encroaching Distance 8/25/2009
1292. The Nursery Rhyme To Which He Was Over And Done With 8/26/2009
1293. The Choirs Of Angelic Gutters 8/26/2009
1294. Scars Grow Richer For You 8/27/2009
1295. Worshipping The Beauties From The Backside Of My Canoe 8/27/2009
1296. My Version Of The Cartography Of Your Heavens 8/27/2009
1297. The Fiery Angels Of Your Best Friend's Older Sister 8/27/2009
1298. Dogs Get Smarter As They Drink Rum 8/27/2009
1299. Like A Reddish Song 8/29/2009
1300. Good Chance For Rain 8/29/2009
1301. The Anonymous Procession Of Such Undesirable Later Century Birthmarks 8/29/2009
1302. Thou Buzzards 8/29/2009
1303. Misspelling Vaccuum, Hypnotising Chickens 8/29/2009
1304. Just No One At All 8/29/2009
1305. S-X With Ghosts 8/29/2009
1306. The Satellite's Inebriate Shanties 8/28/2009
1307. If You Liked That Sort Of Thing 8/28/2009
1308. The Wonderful Ending For This Poem About Her 8/28/2009
1309. The Kitchen Of Your Childhood Suicide, Sylvia 8/28/2009
1310. Licking Your Wounds From The Sky 8/28/2009
1311. Disbelieving Traveller 8/18/2009
1312. Even Through Those Hours When You Are Far From Home 8/30/2009
1313. There Is Always Something On T.V. 9/2/2009
1314. Examples Of Your Divine 9/2/2009
1315. From The Window Of A Junked Paddle Boat 9/3/2009
1316. The Impossibility Of Where We Must Live 9/3/2009
1317. What Must Bloom On A Cadaver 9/3/2009
1318. The Civilization Of Juno's Appreciative Virtues 9/3/2009
1319. So Amputated In The Black And White Of An Out Of Date Newspaper 9/3/2009
1320. The Cadaver O Fickle Regret 9/3/2009

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

  • 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

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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