Robert Sheridan Poems

New way of thinking
They play one-on-one
They play nick-knack
With one eye blinded
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From the pavement where my mind walks
Stretches a painful vista of devastation
My life’s loneliness, heartache’s wrecks
I am followed by a shadow of ruins.
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How I really feel
How I paint the right romantic lines
Not a scarecrow in a dusted land
My soul lay out like a dreamer’s dream
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Slayer of the day's turning
Darkness as to distrust
Soul mate with the shadows
Summoned to an endless journey;
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Geometrical formations, primarily corn
Flattened crops by alien stalkers
Very paranormal, without bells or whistles
'You mowing-devils you! '
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Slayers of time
Watch the hand
not the minute
Right the same
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O, Friends! Not these clothes!
But let us wear more pleasant apparel!

Joy, o wondrous suspenders,
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Mary didn’t, but had a lamb
Black spider’s web site for a fly
Whaler’s wife in black – walk
Single death – a baker’s dozen
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No flowers in view – only
black roses now grow
peering through coal dusted
snow – footprints leave an
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An imaginary line attributed by the
living to, 'Here you go dead...'
Excepting of course certain clean-cut
folks as-it might be unwise...
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