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Robert L. Bixler III

(February 14,1985 / Tulsa, Oklahoma)

Biography of Robert L. Bixler III

Robert L. Bixler III poet

I was born in Tulsa, Oklahoma in 1985. Lived in the small semi-country town of Broken Arrow till 4th grade, when my family moved to Clearwater, FL. Now living in a middle to upper class suburban city proved an emotionally challenging environment for myself. Being in a lower middle class family, I delved myself into sports, academic studies, and music to distract myself from the social differences that money, or the lack thereof causes. My middle school days proved the developing ground for my poetry and views of life. Being a more sensitive male, I was ridiculed for both my looks and kindness. Seems the east coast lifestyle isn't as kind as the bible belt was. In High school, I was the guy that everyone knew and liked, but I still found myself alone at night. It was during this point in my life that I developed the Hopeless-Romanticism ideology to add to my dark, depressant poetry. After losing my athletic scholarship to the Air Force Academy, and any chance of playing baseball after high school, because of the new varsity coach, I decided to attend Embry-Riddle Aeronautical University in Daytona Beach, FL on a state scholarship. The idea of flying and the lack of females at the college appealed to me. I could finally focus on my studies. Little did I know that the lack of females would actually prove more distracting then I thought. I spent the first 1.5 years in the Navy's Reserve Officer Training Corps unit at ERAU. Learning some valuable life tools before I left due to the fact that I would not pick up a commissioning as an officer. So on 30 November 2005, I enlisted into the Navy Reserves and changed my major to Meteorology. Which brings you to the present portion of my life as I live it.

Robert L. Bixler III's Works:

Anthology of Young American Poets 1998
Color Me Human 2000

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Last Breathe

Dead head, molten lead, I have bled.
Captivating eyes, omenous skies, still she lies.
Power in three, terror of me, danger you can see.
Vile magick and you are so tragic.

Fear me as long as you can see
Love me because we could never be
Hate me as I live my life free
Admire me if you ever want the key.

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