Biography of Robert Green
Robert Green Poems
Don't Fear The Reaper
Don't fear the Reaper Another sleep only deeper Your toil is done No more midday sun.
100 Years Of War
Through the intricacies of life Is woven some strife Unlike the fallen Whom came as they deemed their calling
There she stood in shoes of Red Dressed in Black! Broad brimmed hat! Respect for the departed
¥ Red Rosé! Frozen! Roses by the dozen Cold start Petals encrusted holding ones heart.
Bonfire night Wood and boxes alight Children's glee All around to see.
Hang The Lover (Death Of A Lover)
The rope is loose Swinging from the gallow Rounded in a noose Hard lump I swallow
Dancing With Tears In My Eyes
The truth hurt, nothing to atone There were no lies Moving alone Dancing with tears in my eyes
A Day Out
Bare feet! On the beach Sand between your toes Tide out. Almost out of reach Air full of laughter of happy children’s souls.
The breath of your sweet voice Brought me to my knees Your words caressed my ears As easy as you please
The poets words, Of the heart For a love, lost! On deaf ears
Winter cold we are born One of strife To this we are sworn This, the cycle of life
A Balloons Life!
Once I floated high, free Full of self Drifting contently Carefree life
A Tall Story. In Full Sail.
In the quiet, still morning Of calm waters and painted skies A tall story waits to be told. Here to unfold.
A Thought! Viii
My strength is my weakness, My weakness, my strength.
The poets words,
Of the heart
For a love, lost!
On deaf ears
From lips that tremble
Lost on the wind
Who heeds not his cry