Robert Sheridan


Robert Sheridan Poems

201. Trapeze 6/6/2008
202. Treguna Mekodies Tracorum Satis Dee 7/25/2008
203. Tripping The Light 2/1/2008
204. Two Bit Carney Hypnotists 8/15/2008
205. Two-By Four 9/23/2008
206. Uncivil War 5/2/2008
207. Unconscious Sufferer 7/19/2008
208. Uni-Corn 2/8/2008
209. Velocity 6/6/2008
210. View From A Porch 1/31/2008
211. Voyager 6/14/2008
212. Warrant 6/13/2008
213. Whaler’s Lament 1/31/2008
214. Whaler’s Widow’s Lament 1/31/2008
215. What The H-E-Double-Hockey-Sticks Ever Happened To The 'A' List? 7/26/2008
216. Whether 2/29/2008
217. Whiplash 7/31/2008
218. Widowmakers 2/16/2008
219. Witness 5/31/2008
220. Wolf Pack 7/23/2008
221. Wooden Animals 1/31/2008
222. Worth 2/8/2008
223. Wrap 1/31/2008
224. Wreck 4/28/2008
225. Wrecktoric 10/9/2008
226. Yes, I'M Falling 9/22/2008
227. You’re The One 1/31/2008
228. 'Yowzah Yowzah Yowzah' 8/6/2008
229. Zero To 98,98 To Zero 9/25/2008
Best Poem of Robert Sheridan

Dark Becomes Dawn

Dark as pitch - Dawn spreads light
Dark as dead - Dawn expires graves
Dark withers - Dawn freshness wears
Dark un-paths - Dawn re-strides.

Dark dapples gray - Dawn paints days
Dark specters doubt - Dawn assuredness' gate
Dark limitless plain - Dawn corrals night
Dark swifts shadows - Dawn hastens un-obscures.

Dark dissolves pace - Dawn zeniths one's range
Dark devours - Dawn sun rises
Dark bends down relief - Dawn uplifts sight
Dark dismantles - Dawn scatters golden arrows.

Dark de-flames - Dawn matches day
Dark invisibles - Dawn globes ...

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Ghost

At first, a slight faint or trace
Then a displaced Civil War image
Reflected in a gold-framed mirror
Her body, not her soul, now nonexistent.

She moved from room to room noiselessly
No cold drafts, no sounds of footsteps
Glided along in her silken white dress
As to her beauty, I couldn’t help but notice

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