Robert Charles Howard Poems

Spare no lament for the maple leaves
that, defying their impending fall,
play blazing gold and scarlet concerts
bright as Christmas brass in marble halls.
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A toy locomotive
fresh red paint
on it’s wooden boiler
waits on time for completion.
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Have pity on the maverick calf
who flees his mother's milk
and shuns the circle of his herd -
drifting on through sage and hills -
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Narcissus leaned forward
to better view his matchless beauty
and tumbled to watery doom.
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A graceful water weaving dolphin
swirls wakes of gentle waves -
a white, silver blue phantom
shimmering in the noonday sun.
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As the Metrolink Eastbound
hissed to a stop at Belleville Station,
we carried our hopes
across the threshold.
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for the dedicated workers of Civilian Conservation Corps, Co.696.

Near the southern coast of old Pangeia
you’ll find a park called Giant City
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Well, I’m home again at last -
back from the salted sea
and after all that heavy finning,
I’m hot for a special date
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In a combo, no one’s supposed
to hog the lead on every tune.

So let's all pitch in on the head,
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The Brick Church Road leads to Friedens
where yesterday and today
wooden carts and steel wagons,
powered by equine legs or fiery pistons,
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