Robert Sheridan


Robert Sheridan Poems

41. 'Cosmic Creepers' 7/26/2008
42. Country Pub 1/31/2008
43. Cracked Window 2/16/2008
44. 'Da Bears 7/14/2008
45. Dark Angel Of My Nature 2/8/2008
46. Dark Becomes Dawn 2/12/2008
47. Debtor's Gaol 9/18/2008
48. Deception 2/29/2008
49. Depth 6/21/2008
50. Des Alltagslebens, Or Fehleistung 9/4/2008
51. Desmond Barrow 6/8/2008
52. Different Shaded 8/15/2008
53. Distancing 1/31/2008
54. Distorted 1/31/2008
55. Do Not Drop 1/31/2008
56. Double-Dog Dare Ya! 8/21/2008
57. Dr. Crippen 6/7/2008
58. Dream 4/27/2008
59. El Dente 8/27/2008
60. Emigrants/Immigrants 9/15/2008
61. End Of The Line 6/5/2008
62. Fat Chance 3/26/2008
63. Five Of Wands 9/25/2008
64. Flim~flam 6/28/2008
65. Fog And Mirrors 1/30/2008
66. Fool's Illusion 7/23/2008
67. Frendscipe's Onmedla 7/27/2008
68. Ghost 1/30/2008
69. Glass Of Water 9/23/2008
70. Going Home To Cry 6/11/2008
71. Goodbye 1/30/2008
72. Goodnight Till The Morning Sun 4/28/2008
73. Grip 2/1/2008
74. Guillotine 6/21/2008
75. Hairpin 5/7/2008
76. Handbasket 9/23/2008
77. Hard Boiled 9/30/2008
78. Hatfield’s & Mccoy’s 2/15/2008
79. Hooray For Holyrood 5/17/2008
80. How To Catch An Elephant 5/28/2008
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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Goodbye

The sun has set upon our make believe friendship
You never really took a chance to know me and now I have parted
The indications are strong that I will never return
For there is a whisper in the air of your promises unkept

The untruths heaved-up, hung loaded over any beliefs
Your unwritten words scattered and never reached me
I would never have the chance to see or read them
Yet I was willing to lay down my emotions - they are now silent

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