Best Rebel Yell Poems

By Kevin Robey
August 8, 2014

If I could just live for one day
No matter what you do
No matter what you say

If I could spend all that...

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Do you ever write….just to write
Just to let your heart explode
Into a kaleidoscope of word colors
Embellishing the page of someone's life?

Does everything have to be...

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The screen door slams behind me
As I rush out into the blinding sunlight
Wondering where my big brother is hiding
I better get to the pool before...

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He rode the wind on mighty steed
He drove it fast to gain more speed
To win maiden in noble deed
As he galloped in the night…

He found...

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Redemption Knight

He rode the wind on mighty steed
He drove it fast to gain more speed
To win the maiden: noble deed
As he galloped in the night…

He...

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'Round about eight o'clock each evening the massive iron gates are closed.
The moon's mellow glow shines upon spectral scenes that are now exposed!
Phantoms that by...

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This is getting crazy
Fire burning everywhere
All because of Late
We fight for our right
Don’t be held down
Let’s riot!
Be you, no one else
Fight for your right
The fight...

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You can move on
You can see the light of day
But you've left me behind
Behind in this endless night

You can be strong
Invincible
Indomitable
A cherished hero
Unaffected….
But you've left...

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I said, "Son, you look too young
To wear that uniform.
You ought to be home with your ma,
There, by the fireside warm.
    ...

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You cower at my rebel yell
Envisioning hot flames of hell
I’ll cast on you a wicked spell
Before your plea for life I quell
My rebel yell, hot...

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“There is…another…Skywalker”
Though she’s not a Jedi Knight
The force is strong in her
She fights darkness with the light

A woman unafraid of danger
Princess Leia is her name
The...

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The Watcher 
The Watcher 
When the seventeen men neared the end of the bridge only one remained in 
sight all the others were lost in...

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Resonation

no-one at first heard the tumult
the question to the arts,
take that
scythe rip that canvas crack that bronze
bust that marble
shatter it to shards

I heard the howl...

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musty clothes strewn about
a dusty room
full of hot black bodies in dirty underwear
exhausted from a day of
surviving

the sound of late night traffic filters in through
the...

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"50 Words for Poe: Keys"

He threw the car keys over to her
“Freedom keys babe”, he purred
“Silver Lady’s my girl” she said,

This he understood.

“Freedom keys babe,...

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