Robert Charles Howard Poems

When proud ones boast
Of all that is loftiest
In his faith,
In her flag,
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Majestic eagles ride on thermals high
    above the river’s wooded shore:
white hooded monarchs of the sky.
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The phone rang after 2: 00 am.
Taking the steps in pairs
my legs faltered at his door -
paralyzed by denial.
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(Plaster cast at Pompeii)

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Robin hums as she tends her garden
while birds perch all around
waiting for rustling seeds
to fill the slender columns.
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LOVE is:
   a dopamine trip
      Paris in the spring
         a really low tennis score.
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The artist leaned in slowly
to his daughter’s sculpted visage,
placed a slender leaf of gold
across her ceramic brow
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Before first life -
a sea of primal broth.

Before the child
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A bridge is a curious thing to cover.
    mile after mile of naked road -
        then a wooden box over stream or ravine.
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Our footsteps echo through ancient halls,
                where here is everywhere
        and every time is now.
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