Robert Rorabeck

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

Robert Rorabeck Poems

1281. In The Revelry Of Our Lost Cause 8/24/2009
1282. The Sadness' Anymore 8/24/2009
1283. The Sunlit Ballrooms Of Your Continously Poisonous Honeymoons 8/24/2009
1284. The Leaping Days Of The Seemingly Religious Aeroplanes 8/25/2009
1285. For Forgiveness 8/25/2009
1286. The Pure Feel Of Her Touch 8/25/2009
1287. In A Sea Fluming Our Celibate Rooms 8/25/2009
1288. Well Suited By The Encroaching Distance 8/25/2009
1289. The Nursery Rhyme To Which He Was Over And Done With 8/26/2009
1290. The Choirs Of Angelic Gutters 8/26/2009
1291. Scars Grow Richer For You 8/27/2009
1292. Worshipping The Beauties From The Backside Of My Canoe 8/27/2009
1293. My Version Of The Cartography Of Your Heavens 8/27/2009
1294. The Fiery Angels Of Your Best Friend's Older Sister 8/27/2009
1295. Dogs Get Smarter As They Drink Rum 8/27/2009
1296. In The Kitchen Of Some Other Man's Because 8/2/2009
1297. Solicitating Doorways 8/2/2009
1298. Disbelieving Traveller 8/18/2009
1299. The Satellite's Inebriate Shanties 8/28/2009
1300. If You Liked That Sort Of Thing 8/28/2009
1301. The Wonderful Ending For This Poem About Her 8/28/2009
1302. The Kitchen Of Your Childhood Suicide, Sylvia 8/28/2009
1303. Licking Your Wounds From The Sky 8/28/2009
1304. There Is Always Something On T.V. 9/2/2009
1305. Examples Of Your Divine 9/2/2009
1306. From The Window Of A Junked Paddle Boat 9/3/2009
1307. The Impossibility Of Where We Must Live 9/3/2009
1308. What Must Bloom On A Cadaver 9/3/2009
1309. The Civilization Of Juno's Appreciative Virtues 9/3/2009
1310. So Amputated In The Black And White Of An Out Of Date Newspaper 9/3/2009
1311. The Cadaver O Fickle Regret 9/3/2009
1312. Like A Careless Bumblebee With Its Honey 9/4/2009
1313. Coloring-Book Conquistador 9/4/2009
1314. Girls I Sometimes Like 9/5/2009
1315. In Parts A Poem 9/5/2009
1316. Celibacy Of Housewives 9/5/2009
1317. In The Unforgiving Reality Where I Already Belong 9/5/2009
1318. The Most Viscious Women In The World Never Knocked On My Door 9/6/2009
1319. Long As She Gets Paid 9/6/2009
1320. Oh, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah 9/6/2009

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 ...

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A Woman At My Door

I need a woman at my
door to drive home to
some long honey momma
who will love me
simply and cook frijoles for me
a woman I can lie
down on the couch with
and just love appreciate her silhouette
a red earth woman who

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