Robin Bennett Poems

I find it hard-
to understand you sometimes.
Confusing and unforgiving,
in a Stonehenge sort of way-
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My life has gotten stranger
through the years-
just last night flannel clad
boys serenaded me at
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They say a leopard never
changes it's spots. You
are spotless now. I wasted
my time painting
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You are made of a lot less,
than snips and snails
and puppy dog tails.
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I put on my sad little dress,
the one with the gaping
holes from the
moths tying to
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That damn phone
sounds as shrill as your
ex-wife.
Just before she
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Starlight gaze, blanketed in a platinum haze-
points of light, painted upon a canvas of inked black phase;
dancing candles rich, awash with blinding intensity,
surely the heavens are awake to heed my wish.
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When life leaves you hanging-
In gallows night-fallen grasp
Then betrayal comes calling
Stone in hand, at my cloudy
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I remember when you were my baby boy-
All Thanksgiving turkey sized and
burrito wrapped, nestled in that
special nook crook in my arms.
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I've heard it said love is a fine wine-
Needing space to breathe; once opened.
Do not stifle it's beauty with a cork
silencing her rich bouquet.
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