The Child I was;
the Man, I am—
the Woman I knew. When,
and there was you
I founded then.
Reach and I grow—
manage, and I learn.
Believe, and wonder I am
when to transform;
I choose why strength.
I go freely wise
song would break for;... – by Robin Styles Oliver | 2 Views added 3 days ago
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I knew once another way forward that is not
talked about anymore—why this should be,
it should not is when, and it was lost at sure
to forgotten to the effect that we no longer
require of ourselves what we were except
in memory of what was else... – by Robin Styles | 6 Views added 9 days ago
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I gleamed all along the emerald path—I knew then
everything would change, and I would discover
how it had been when I stopped to renew my oath
in denial of how all knew first that it would not
ever be the same tide pushing against the sand
... – by Robin Styles | 0 Views added 9 days ago
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There was once a way to live when a person could give
themselves everything and keep nothing, and those
you chose would choose you for that instead of else.
Tomorrow, I might have died if not for then.
Yesterday was because of the same, and... – by Robin Styles | 0 Views added 9 days ago
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There is one life to realize every lost way to be,
I was once told by a man from when this was
not yet the case, and then where that cannot be
any longer you are found in where you left yourself
to know differently until it cannot believe itself... – by Robin Styles | 2 Views added 9 days ago
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Taratula falls amply, nimbly, cross the creek
as the albatross heaves another sordid goodbye
and lands dice the medley—for bread of eve
to commence.
Nell, there, sang a few there was never
dared a fowl—back to heel where knocked
a tour of... – by Robin Styles | 131 Views added 1 month ago
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Death, in that
Life of the war,
so Peace liveth
wherest giveth and
liken for lands my
black hands against
yours and kin and
kindred foregone
not though... – by Robin Styles | 6 Views added 1 month ago
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our glass hearts
spin them on needles
make them whistle
make them... – by Robin Styles | 4 Views added 1 month ago
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I haven’t the
feint, howso
state of mind
or grief else
begets such glory
of pain
for lack
turns another
page overhand
though choose
Red on attack
tides slaughter
Blood and foreign, I
am your favorite
son... – by Robin Styles | 1 View added 1 month ago
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Make an offer:
one or the other,
and I cripple
and gash, until
fall is to rise
and I become
wisdom entirely
in all despise
eternal despair
forbearing the
breadth of all
time for the
negation of
mine... – by Robin Styles | 5 Views added 1 month ago
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Render thusly
one shill and
I give all
my hand a
flay to be
what might
have been
had I been
other than
what I... – by Robin Styles | 0 Views added 1 month ago
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For ruin that good
heart in all Man,
I will prodigy rising
unto wrath and chides
few blade the many
and guns fire down
moons for vengeance
that stars crash to be
hung jewels may still
not yet dim or else
descends a chain and
rust... – by Robin Styles | 7 Views added 1 month ago
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Idea for Spring: decide what to
wear to the parade with the
elephant balloon and buy on credit,
go and shoot it for the
helium tank--run away and
join the... – by Robin Styles | 1 View added 1 month ago
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Perceived was first a schooner
in the night grew a spark to
become worlds anew, ripe for
plucked was a persimmon of
tree over hill so steep and
farther was the journey
to've lost so... – by Robin Styles | 0 Views added 1 month ago
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Joyous wide blue eyes
glade caring vast out
windows hight and cover
waiting grounds with change
seen in regard but not yet
denied and rue that
should be rainfall or snow
for mud to grow where
ought've been red toward
the final breeze of... – by Robin Styles | 0 Views added 1 month ago
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Forbearance behold! Like and like
choose one another proofing little
but how far the near, near the far;
and by what glamour knows of thee--
saying when was that first kiss of
sunlit greet becomes house begins
a story of kindred must, for to... – by Robin Styles | 0 Views added 1 month ago
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Toasting a loaf of bread,
I might once believe in
superstition for but there
was such urgency plaid
under where had been some
part of wise unchosen though
reverence was its... – by Robin Styles | 0 Views added 1 month ago
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Wait--I cannot
have been what was,
must not have meant so--
drive me somewhere
I can soothe these
fickle nerves; and
I mean now this was
not to happen
and ever not to allow
had I been yours
how really ought
like when you see me
open your... – by Robin Styles | 0 Views added 1 month ago
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Woman is within
Man, I am beyond
in darkness, where
you wait, then dare;
and she foretold you
gone from that light:
world you long to... – by Robin Styles | 0 Views added 1 month ago
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Grapes on a vine
I am lither than
that silly wine
wiser see my eyes
of thine and take
gust o'er sea for
tide sands brine
I am truer still
than that... – by Robin Styles | 0 Views added 1 month ago
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I go freely wise
song would break for,
tears not wept know
I knew you when
and... – by Robin Styles | 0 Views added 1 month ago
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Change, I am
to all things
Choice, I am
in such
All things to be are
free therefore
I am freedom
more the much
With you I would be,
my friend
The Fort of Night
would manned;
Long, all things
for I must wait—
the world should
... – by Robin Styles | 1 View added 1 month ago
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Sand was that face;
grander, the meaningless--
why I must've taken where
I was then with you
from where I would... – by Robin Styles | 0 Views added 1 month ago
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Doom sayeth of eldest
why and not ever,
for sore is the chain
being wrought family to
bear in all right unto
pain tomorrow not yet
realized was the plight
flies delicate in youth
blossoms candor for spoil
until are those which
never were... – by Robin Styles | 0 Views added 1 month ago
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Yet was I hitherto
be choosing for shine,
yonder I frost would do
good for thee greater
ages to come, I spare
no life and my world
keeping all light for vivid
thine eyes might know all
still to believe my... – by Robin Styles | 0 Views added 1 month ago
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Wander, I choose
I must for to be
so great and tremors
thunder reliance when
falls rain in her own skies
were mind, the rougher
distance to where you
make new a path wise
work mean of careful purpose
crowed lake and trout to leap
fragrant... – by Robin Styles | 0 Views added 1 month ago
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The living art
of prophecy
Is the belief
of itself;
Therein finds its gaze
turns one skyward.
Finding all is mine
to behold a universe
For intentions never
to become except
with purpose and
without meaning where
choosing knows a... – by Robin Styles | 1 View added 1 month ago
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Sage for all gross,
I am Raven, eyes
to bleed and perceive
interior wherest chooses
your way was always to be
and there nurtures duty
the honor - integral
might wisen for whenever
ours the vision prodigal
regards within renown
... – by Robin Styles | 0 Views added 1 month ago
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You are a
poor man, now:
wherest dwells
another morsel
of good in life
becomes at issue,
at length, a
choosing against
worths... – by Robin Styles | 0 Views added 1 month ago
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That paint has been
trying to say me to
drastic import
I’ve won my war,
and I’ve been away
still fighting others
When might I arrive?
When might I again
inspired reverie in the
realer spirit of peace?
Still, my gun, he has
solved... – by Robin Styles | 0 Views added 1 month ago
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