Submissions by robbiedbc (Robert York)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I write whatever comes to mind at the time sometime observing life others how I'm feeling
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
12th Mar 2016 12:52pm
12th Mar 2016 12:52pm
Hollow
Feeling hollow
Wanting to wallow
Slowly emptying love's once bountiful cup
Unable to look up
Heart slowly decaying
Little hope of anyone saving
The fires are down to a flicker
Being bound by a briar wicker
Walls closing in
No longer able to win
Numbness prevails
Love seems to be setting its sails
The tide is no longer there
In the dunes no longer wanting to care
Nothing fills the soul
No longer feeling whole
Fearful of the living
The dead are more forgiving
Tired of being twisted and torn apart
Picking up pieces...
Wanting to wallow
Slowly emptying love's once bountiful cup
Unable to look up
Heart slowly decaying
Little hope of anyone saving
The fires are down to a flicker
Being bound by a briar wicker
Walls closing in
No longer able to win
Numbness prevails
Love seems to be setting its sails
The tide is no longer there
In the dunes no longer wanting to care
Nothing fills the soul
No longer feeling whole
Fearful of the living
The dead are more forgiving
Tired of being twisted and torn apart
Picking up pieces...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
26th Jun 2015 2:54pm
26th Jun 2015 2:54pm
Losing the lovers
What do you see,
Are they lucky,
Humble?
Or in a whole lot of trouble,
Falling in and out of love,
Rising like a delicate dove,
Then falling harder than meteor,
Like many times before,
Broken and beaten by the What do you see,
Are they lucky,
Humble?
Or in a whole lot of trouble,
Falling in and out of love,
Rising like a delicate dove,
Then falling harder than meteor,
Like many times before,
Broken and beaten by the beautiful,
Wondering why they are so deceitful,
Yet always looking for the wrong one,
When yet the...
Are they lucky,
Humble?
Or in a whole lot of trouble,
Falling in and out of love,
Rising like a delicate dove,
Then falling harder than meteor,
Like many times before,
Broken and beaten by the What do you see,
Are they lucky,
Humble?
Or in a whole lot of trouble,
Falling in and out of love,
Rising like a delicate dove,
Then falling harder than meteor,
Like many times before,
Broken and beaten by the beautiful,
Wondering why they are so deceitful,
Yet always looking for the wrong one,
When yet the...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
17th Jun 2015 11:45am
17th Jun 2015 11:45am
Light of the samaritans
Beautiful souls,
Burdened with such tolls,
Scarred and burnt,
Still their light shines bright,
Life's lessons they have learnt,
Always willing to hold anyone who needs it tight,
Lending a helpful hand,
Humble reasons which are never grand,
Joy received for what they do,
Is what refreshes them anew,
To stand up for the next round,
Without so much as a sound,
The strength of they,
Will never be lead astray,
Caring for their fellow human being is more than instinctual,
It's liken to being spiritual,
Naught for any monetary gain,...
Burdened with such tolls,
Scarred and burnt,
Still their light shines bright,
Life's lessons they have learnt,
Always willing to hold anyone who needs it tight,
Lending a helpful hand,
Humble reasons which are never grand,
Joy received for what they do,
Is what refreshes them anew,
To stand up for the next round,
Without so much as a sound,
The strength of they,
Will never be lead astray,
Caring for their fellow human being is more than instinctual,
It's liken to being spiritual,
Naught for any monetary gain,...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
1st Apr 2015 12:53pm
1st Apr 2015 12:53pm
Autumn thoughts
As I Lay down to sleep,
Not making a peep,
The gentle caress of an autumn breeze,
Fills My Soul with Such ease,
It brushes my cheek like an old lovers touch,
Yearned by some So very much,
Silence is peppered by stacatto soundsof the night ,
Yet elusive from our sight,
Cool gentle as it glides across the face,
feeling like an unfamiliar lullaby
From Some forgotten distant place,
Washes over like a gentle stream,
Memories of a misplaced dream,
From Rapture's shoreline,
A humble place of the divine ,
Tasting love's wine,
How it...
Not making a peep,
The gentle caress of an autumn breeze,
Fills My Soul with Such ease,
It brushes my cheek like an old lovers touch,
Yearned by some So very much,
Silence is peppered by stacatto soundsof the night ,
Yet elusive from our sight,
Cool gentle as it glides across the face,
feeling like an unfamiliar lullaby
From Some forgotten distant place,
Washes over like a gentle stream,
Memories of a misplaced dream,
From Rapture's shoreline,
A humble place of the divine ,
Tasting love's wine,
How it...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
27th Mar 2015 7:12am
27th Mar 2015 7:12am
humanity lost?
Subtleness
In loneliness
Breeze washes over
Brushing over the meadow clover
Sun warming the field for the day
Lain with nature listening to all she has to say
Clouds meander in the sky's river,
Plodding along as they wander,
Birds sing their praises,
In their own methodical phrases,
Pondering,
Mind Wandering,
To a happier time and place,
Where the world was a happier space,
Room to flow,
Space to grow,
Notice the little things,
Such as how a new bike bell rings,
How it brought such joy,
From a simple toy,...
In loneliness
Breeze washes over
Brushing over the meadow clover
Sun warming the field for the day
Lain with nature listening to all she has to say
Clouds meander in the sky's river,
Plodding along as they wander,
Birds sing their praises,
In their own methodical phrases,
Pondering,
Mind Wandering,
To a happier time and place,
Where the world was a happier space,
Room to flow,
Space to grow,
Notice the little things,
Such as how a new bike bell rings,
How it brought such joy,
From a simple toy,...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
13th Mar 2015 1:27pm
13th Mar 2015 1:27pm
lonely observer
The lonely observer watches them go by,
Silence is the only words that fly,
No one hears the screams of pain,
Or sees the internal strain,
All they see is the dark,
Never look for the light,
It seems very stark
Inside is very bright
Looking beyond the veil,
The light seems very pale
He sees things no one sees
Wishes that all he saw was the trees
Beyond the mask everyone shows
He knows
Lines on his face are what appears
It's the tracks of his tears
Being alone
For some unknown sin he must atone
Always the listener
The...
Silence is the only words that fly,
No one hears the screams of pain,
Or sees the internal strain,
All they see is the dark,
Never look for the light,
It seems very stark
Inside is very bright
Looking beyond the veil,
The light seems very pale
He sees things no one sees
Wishes that all he saw was the trees
Beyond the mask everyone shows
He knows
Lines on his face are what appears
It's the tracks of his tears
Being alone
For some unknown sin he must atone
Always the listener
The...
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SELF POEM
Published
13th Mar 2015 1:23pm
13th Mar 2015 1:23pm
shattered
Trusting circle grows small
Defenses grow tall
Hurt to many times
Such subtle crimes
Time is said to heal
This holds little appeal
Darkness hovers close by
Like an annoying fly
Light of hope flutters
Dancing about like storm tossed shutters
Wounds driven deep
Finding hard to sleep
Whirlwind of thought
Peace is sought
Yet they swirl around
Listen to night's sound
Behemoths fly overhead
Restless souls lie in bed
Smarting from loves bite
Feels more like a biblical smite
Shattered heart
Too many pieces ...
Defenses grow tall
Hurt to many times
Such subtle crimes
Time is said to heal
This holds little appeal
Darkness hovers close by
Like an annoying fly
Light of hope flutters
Dancing about like storm tossed shutters
Wounds driven deep
Finding hard to sleep
Whirlwind of thought
Peace is sought
Yet they swirl around
Listen to night's sound
Behemoths fly overhead
Restless souls lie in bed
Smarting from loves bite
Feels more like a biblical smite
Shattered heart
Too many pieces ...
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SELF POEM
Published
13th Oct 2014 1:39pm
13th Oct 2014 1:39pm
A nervous tattoo
Anticipation
Silent contemplation
Waiting for the rythmic tattoo
Etched on skin so very new
To be lived with forever
Is pain or pleasure
Nerves fraying away
As we greet the new day
Chills in the air
Waiting for that scary ride at the fair
Dread and excitement abound
Magpire sing their song
A delightful sound
In a harmonious throng
Mindfulness eroding away
Tackling nervousness in a round about way
Tiny needles creating art
With such a noisy part
As if waiting for the inevitable prick
Slowly time seems to tock and tick...
Silent contemplation
Waiting for the rythmic tattoo
Etched on skin so very new
To be lived with forever
Is pain or pleasure
Nerves fraying away
As we greet the new day
Chills in the air
Waiting for that scary ride at the fair
Dread and excitement abound
Magpire sing their song
A delightful sound
In a harmonious throng
Mindfulness eroding away
Tackling nervousness in a round about way
Tiny needles creating art
With such a noisy part
As if waiting for the inevitable prick
Slowly time seems to tock and tick...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
13th Oct 2014 1:35pm
13th Oct 2014 1:35pm
Lonesome few
Nights are cold,
Everyday I feel more old,
Life goes on,
I feel like I'm waiting for the rising of the sun,
Stumbling around,
To my own sound,
Shuffling along slowly,
Trying to do things gently,
It seems that even if I do,
I still find things that need glue,
Things that can't be fixed up,
How do you fill a broken cup,
Seems to me life slides through my hands,
Like shifting sands,
Always in motion though seemingly motionless,
The wind's chilly caress,
Feeling her icy fingers glide,
As she teasingly whispers to confide,...
Everyday I feel more old,
Life goes on,
I feel like I'm waiting for the rising of the sun,
Stumbling around,
To my own sound,
Shuffling along slowly,
Trying to do things gently,
It seems that even if I do,
I still find things that need glue,
Things that can't be fixed up,
How do you fill a broken cup,
Seems to me life slides through my hands,
Like shifting sands,
Always in motion though seemingly motionless,
The wind's chilly caress,
Feeling her icy fingers glide,
As she teasingly whispers to confide,...
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SELF POEM
Published
7th Jun 2014 1:28pm
7th Jun 2014 1:28pm
souls tulmut
Internal emptiness
Perpetuating hollowness
Nauseated waiting
Self deprecating
Surrounds of darkness
Confessions meaningless
Deafness listens
Insanity glistens
Masking anxiety
Surreptitiously empty
Avoidance garaunteed
Internal discord's seed
Growing incertitude
Interpretations construed
Circle diminishing
Associates depleting
Palisades accumulating
Forlornness proliferating
Seldom avowed
Perceived shrouded
Veiw interrupted
Joy corrupted
Cerebral divided
Confident dissipated
Perpetuating hollowness
Nauseated waiting
Self deprecating
Surrounds of darkness
Confessions meaningless
Deafness listens
Insanity glistens
Masking anxiety
Surreptitiously empty
Avoidance garaunteed
Internal discord's seed
Growing incertitude
Interpretations construed
Circle diminishing
Associates depleting
Palisades accumulating
Forlornness proliferating
Seldom avowed
Perceived shrouded
Veiw interrupted
Joy corrupted
Cerebral divided
Confident dissipated
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
22nd Jan 2014 10:00pm
22nd Jan 2014 10:00pm
Circles of gossip
Here they go
On the not so merry go round
Enthralled by the sound
Circles all they know
How life goes from one to the next
Enslaved by the text
Brainwashed by the school
Not given any useful tool
Talking about nothing
Monotonously talking
About bugger all
Awaiting an unknown call
Rushing about
Every reason to talk but would rather shout
Running over the same old dirt
Wearing the same old shirt
Cod shit spilling out of their mouths
As the world around them fouls
Meaningless drivel overflows
Mostly over huddled...
On the not so merry go round
Enthralled by the sound
Circles all they know
How life goes from one to the next
Enslaved by the text
Brainwashed by the school
Not given any useful tool
Talking about nothing
Monotonously talking
About bugger all
Awaiting an unknown call
Rushing about
Every reason to talk but would rather shout
Running over the same old dirt
Wearing the same old shirt
Cod shit spilling out of their mouths
As the world around them fouls
Meaningless drivel overflows
Mostly over huddled...
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LOVE POEM
Published
22nd Jan 2014 9:58pm
22nd Jan 2014 9:58pm
Troubled thoughts
Confused
Recused
Denial
Heart's trial
Deviations many
Umpteen veney
Decisions aplenty
Left empty
Desired issues
Requiring tissues
Troubled
Befuddled
Difficulty confiding
Paths dividing
Unsure pursuant
Presently non-confluent
Reminiscing of the past
Not a numerous cast
Lead by two
One fits like a shoe
Other is unsure
Uncertain of any rapport
Left to own device
Scared of the price
Choosing
Failure of concluding
Recused
Denial
Heart's trial
Deviations many
Umpteen veney
Decisions aplenty
Left empty
Desired issues
Requiring tissues
Troubled
Befuddled
Difficulty confiding
Paths dividing
Unsure pursuant
Presently non-confluent
Reminiscing of the past
Not a numerous cast
Lead by two
One fits like a shoe
Other is unsure
Uncertain of any rapport
Left to own device
Scared of the price
Choosing
Failure of concluding
616 reads
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