Robert Stoddard Poems

Glancing past my meat filled fork,

over the shoulder of my sweet wife,
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While glancing past my meat filled fork,
and over the shoulder of my sweet wife,
I humbly saw two cars approach;
except for hue they were made the same.
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I'm a peculiar boy, who's not like the rest.
Empowered by valor, but still never the best.
One omnipotent goal sources all of my will.
'To provide for a family whom my heart can fill.'
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I saw a crow perched on the sill of life,
he speaks in silent words.
His viciousness intoxicates your desires,
it dwells in your vicious thirst.
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Not everything is how it seems.
Mistaking truth may break some dreams.
For 'good health' generalize what I seek,
don't look for meanings I do not speak.
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In the heat of battle, a soldier falls.
Yet only the medic will follow his calls.
The rest are distracted by the “battle at hand”,
but Corpsmen, he cares even in the desert’s sand.
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Look up!
Find strength to stand,
overcome the crippling pain
as your soul drips to the ground.
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A gushing river flows through my chest,
ambition to stop it would stir unrest.
Containment is simply out of reach,
like his home from a whale who is on the beach.
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A cry wails out, its yelp tears the drum.
It flares the brain in a relentless agony.
Yet, its weeping complaint is silent,
absent to any ear but mine.
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This object of which I’ve found,
a symbol that has far off bounds.

Its color has been darkened to grey,
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