(2015)
Beneath his harsh tone, An ache he cannot let go Grief’s quiet poison In lashing out, he conceals The black emptiness he feels
The day I retired My skills didn’t diminish Nor did they vanish Yet, now I’m out to pasture As useful as horse manure
There’s a ring of truth when said… For at that time all inhibitions g… More often we hide the truth in ba… Mindful never to offend anyone But when someone’s angry all bets…
He paused a moment, and stood stil… As verses flew by, the birth of a… A smile curled his lips, a silent… Filled his heart; and he must hurr… For pen and paper await his though…
Blue skies white clouds radiant su… Blue ocean cool breeze white sand Beach chair umbrella sunshades Bikinis in the main strand Beer ice cold in the cooler
It’s over now; the dark is gone The thunder clouds dissolve at daw… The morning mist gives way to day No spirits haunt where night held… The creatures I once feared have…
just for laughs. or is it? i asked robbie to write me a love poem that I can post tonight when I get home
She had walked into my world un-in… One Monday morning in very early… She was in tears, her face full of… Wanting to leave, go back home soo… Be still! I hushed my six-year o…
She loved the night’s gentle breez… As it touched her moonlit face Behind her, her arms he squeezed Eyes skyward, thoughts lost in sp… She leant back feeling at ease
Worry not dear child Someone’s looking out for you Whatever you do In stormy weather Someone will be beside you
from a nightmare he woke up suddenly desperately trying to remember the dream, but unsuccessfully he glanced at her side of the bed
Conceal your tears behind a smile Don’t cry, let no one see you swea… Keep your woes in secret exile Your biggest hurts you must forget Bury the grief that burns inside
Just can’t paint, nor write songs Sadly I take terrible pictures to… But I do the next best thing I write about it, for me and you So, always armed with pen and pape…
Traces of ourselves Always we leave them behind Often out of mind Yes, whatev’r we do or say Touches others in some way
A frigid morning, in a deserted bu… Shiv’ring, anxiously waiting for a… I’m all bundled up but still ice-c… Bitter cold I could feel my cheek… The bus real late, my poor teeth b…