Richard Roberts

Dearborn Heights, Michigan, USA

Family History: Born: August 22,1930, Detroit. Wife: Peggy Ann Roberts. "Peggy Ann",won third place prize in Detroit area's"Portrat of a Lady" contest. Sons: Richard and Stephen. Occupation: Retired Ford engineer -35 years. Education: Graduate-University of Michigan. Memberships: Air Force, 1950-1954. Alpha Sigma Phi. Distinguished Member of the International Society of Poets. Awards: Good Conduct Medal. Philosophical statement: You can do it When you think you can You probably will, But after it's over, Don't sit still. Don't let your mountain Turn into a molehill.

Aphrodite

Oh what a joy
it would be
for me to see
Aphrodite in her nightie.
But, I think I would frown
if she woe her nightgown,
oh, what the heck.
Is it open at the neck?

Diana, the huntress

It would almost be nirvana to spend hours of my day,
after walking through a sultry savanna,
to see and hear the huntress, Diana,
performing with one hand on her piana,
wearing nothing but a gray and white polka-dot bandanna.
In the other hand she is holding a banana from Havana,
and waving and smiling at me.
It is easy to see that she is no he.

Life Goes On and On

A man, to live with the proper hue,
Must have a good wife
And a keen knife to cut through
The mustard of his life.
I have been told that if you subscribe
To the above philosphy with me,
We will never grow old.

Life Goes On and On

A woman, to live with the proper feeling
Must have a good husband who is adept at ego healing.
With all she has to nurture, He is the one who must
plan their future.
If there is ever to be three
he must provide not divide
When there is adversity.

Peggy Ann

She is a dream to me.
She is all that I wnat her to be.
She is simple.
She is bright. She has style.
and most always, she is right.
It is a relationship
that is sometimes stormy,
but also full of cheets.
We have lived together now
over forty years.
She is my friend.
She is my might.
She is my special garden
of delight.
But when things become disordered
and worries fill my cup,
This is what she says to me,
"Come on, Buster, straighten up".


All poems Copyright © 1997 Richard Roberts. All rights reserved.