I watched her Fragile Spirit tear, like ancient, sun-scorched lace
I remember tracing the battle-scars, across her weathered face
They reminded me of riverbeds, dried up remnants from the past
Meandering through dark corridors, of things that... – by Robin Loving | 1,271 Views added 1 year ago
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I dashed through a snowstorm, in search of a tree
I had thirteen dollars, but found one for free.
It was thrown in a pile, still nailed to a stand,
Behind stood her siblings, all bushy and grand.
I felt a connection to this small broken tree
... – by Robin Loving | 1,073 Views added 1 year ago
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Moe jumped in the car
And his dad closed the door
A ride to the park
Was all he lived for.
He was armed with his ball
But something didn't feel good...
In the back was his bed
And the rest of his food.
Moe thought of his buddy
Old 'Rinny... – by Robin Loving | 652 Views added 1 year ago
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When geese fly south, and skies turn grey
Echoes of children, who chose to stay
Outside, still taunt me.
Dinner bells ring, and church choirs sing
But that burnt-leaf smell still
Lingers... to haunt me.
I remember the year when I just wore... – by Robin Loving | 348 Views added 8 months ago
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Needing escape from the mournful howls,
The smell of death; the human growls
I grabbed my things and decided to leave
When a soft little paw, snagged my sleeve.
He'd done this before, just a few days ago
His color was fog-mist, with sprinkles... – by Robin Loving | 404 Views added 1 year ago
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I am the face that launched a thousand ships
Sending legions of brave men to war
Draped in silk and promised a crown
Not too proud to be one man's whore
I am that Siren, that called to your men
Draped in whispers and trinkets of gold
I kept... – by Robin Loving | 333 Views added 1 year ago
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When all is said and all is done
I always turn to that furry one
Who's been with me through all the years
Of lonely nights and unshod tears.
He's getting old and feeble now
I should say good-bye, but I don't know how
To look into his... – by Robin Loving | 121 Views added 9 months ago
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Behind my house
Beneath the trees
Sheltered from the springtime breeze
I raked away great whiffs of grief
From Annie's grave today.
Next to the mound of acorn shells
Ripe maple leaves...decaying smells
Fresh waves of grief assault me now
... – by Robin Loving | 188 Views added 1 year ago
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Yesterday's mascara did little to disguise
The world of love and loss and grief
You hide behind your eyes.
And when you woke this morning
To a smudge that won't wash away
It's more of a shadow from your past
A reminder of yesterday...
When... – by Robin Loving | 151 Views added 1 year ago
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And it made her... – by Robin Loving | 67 Views added 5 months ago
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Seven golden lamp stands
Four horsemen in mid-flight
Seven seals are broken,
To judge the wrong from right.
Seven-headed monsters
Emerging from the sea
Ten Horns tipped with diadems
One belonged to me.
Angels blowing trumpets
Thrones... – by Robin Loving | 70 Views added 7 months ago
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I thought I loved my Prince Paris
But my heart turned to brother Hector
Then after I witnessed Achille's strength
I suddenly felt a fresh nectar.
I am the face that launched a thousand ships
With only one life to give
I cannot account for... – by Robin Loving | 66 Views added 8 months ago
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I remember the days, when I was bent in all ways
And never had to consult with a rabbit.
I'd weave a cocoon in the heart of the womb
But that just turned into a habit.
I could fall asleep, with "Dear Lord please keep"
And He did; so I'm still... – by Robin Loving | 73 Views added 8 months ago
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I hope those I love, don't get this all wrong
I've written many stanzas to my unfinished song
But all of a sudden; everything turned around
My soul is still speaking, but I don't hear it's sound.
My guitar sits un-dusted, my notepads untouched... – by Robin Loving | 87 Views added 10 months ago
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No time left for old regrets
No more time to place new bets
No time left for grief and sorrow
No more time to beg or borrow
No time left to build your tower
No more time to wield your power
No time left for greed or fame
In the end we're... – by Robin Loving | 63 Views added 1 year ago
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While you were hiding, time didn't stand still
And you can't get it back with a drink or a pill
Quick fixes will only help dull the pain
Quick fixes are needed again and again
Before you know it, you've run out of time
Here's one more pill,... – by Robin Loving | 97 Views added 1 year ago
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For you I have left an invisible trail...
It may lead to heaven, or drag you through hell
Most men would follow: You probably won't
Now you see me...
Now you... – by Robin Loving | 113 Views added 1 year ago
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I used to pat each nose as I'd walk by their cage
It just seemed like fate, that our brown eyes engaged...
Silently begging for her turn to play
A perky-eared Shepherd was brought in that day.
This once I would start at the end of the line
... – by Robin Loving | 86 Views added 1 year ago
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"They should install a revolving door,
For 'Bad dogs' like me, who have been here before.
Stupid humans don't know most dogs bark...
At lesser beings, in a stupid dog park.
And the other stupid humans didn't know that dogs 'chew'.
I think I... – by Robin Loving | 79 Views added 1 year ago
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'Me'
In this forum of poetry, I don't think I'm all alone.
Driven by thoughts and bursts from the soul,
To create that one 'perfect' poem.
Well, I have ten crates full of brilliance...
Dog-eared journals of life and fate...
Unfinished... – by Robin Loving | 70 Views added 1 year ago
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Twas the day after Christmas
And all through the house,
The magic was missing
And so was my spouse.
We wore re-gifted faces of holiday cheer
While raising a toast to a Happy New Year
I was sipping an egg-nog, when he ran out of beer;
"I'll... – by Robin Loving | 100 Views added 1 year ago
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No Coat of Arms, no Knightly charms
No Bishop's robe to don...
I do not ride a sturdy steed
I am just a pawn.
Kings will toast, and warlords boast
Of victories; 'til dawn
While I lay in a trench, of human stench...
I am just a pawn.
... – by Robin Loving | 147 Views added 1 year ago
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Bennie was found in an alley alone
Trying to guard an old chewed up bone
He growled at the world, as it closed in on him
He fought with the rope... but he didn't win
Hauled to the-pound and labeled 'aggressive'
Sentenced to death, for being... – by Robin Loving | 66 Views added 1 year ago
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My mother is ash
Her whole life in the trash
But her spirit
refuses to burn.
I'm like my mother
We are larger than life
And our spirits
Won't fit in an urn.
So, on the sad day
You build an altar to display
An urn full of nothing
but... – by Robin Loving | 88 Views added 1 year ago
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When knights wore white satin
And courts had Crimson Kings
We'd dance with the Jesters
And laugh at the Queens.
We loved tempting fate then
Devouring the thrills
Almost as much
As the liquor and pills.
I kept an old scrapbook
From when... – by Robin Loving | 98 Views added 1 year ago
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How many pills will it take to replace
That once peaceful look, on your face.
And how many drinks will fill up that
Empty space, in your soul
All those magic potions, do little to disguise
That haunted look in your once, brilliant eyes
And... – by Robin Loving | 146 Views added 1 year ago
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Snow white snout betrays no smile
Eyes that trust, might take a while
Slow to rise, he spots the treat
He isn't steady on his feet...
Head down low, he makes his way
Closer, closer, I smooth the gray
Upon his face and he looks up
I picture... – by Robin Loving | 110 Views added 1 year ago
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Lying in the blood of my slaughtered friend
Listening to the screams, that will never end
Waiting for a 'Hero' to 'save the day'
In the sound of that silence, I pray.
Where is my Hero? Is he still on T.V.?
He's all over the internet, but what... – by Robin Loving | 102 Views added 1 year ago
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Beyond my window
Beyond the graves
Of the light and love
A person saves
In trunks; on shelves...and all around
I watch a life, without a sound.
Maybe I'll crack the door today
Letting out some ghosts...
Letting others stay.
Let in fresh... – by Robin Loving | 207 Views added 2 years ago
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