Brett Roberts

Rookie (April 15,1988 / Vermillion AB)

Brett Roberts Poems

1. Sail Away 3/21/2009
2. Story's End (Pt.1 Of 3) 3/21/2009
3. The Repeating 3/21/2009
4. Miscellaneous 3/21/2009
5. Not Another Sad Poem 3/21/2009
6. A Promise 3/21/2009
7. The Working Man 3/21/2009
8. Untitlted...Sept 15,08.8: 29pm 3/21/2009
9. My Last One For You! 3/21/2009
10. A Universal Love 3/21/2009
11. Present Time 4/29/2009
12. Black And White 5/4/2009
13. Journey 5/4/2009
14. Nowhere Left To Run. 5/7/2009
15. Call Me Crazy, Call Me Name, But I Still Love You! 5/19/2009
16. I Think Of You 5/20/2009
17. Shes Standing Next To Me 5/28/2009
18. Luminous Forever Glowing 6/3/2009
19. Reasons! 6/8/2009
20. Think 6/10/2009
21. Scrambled 6/17/2009
22. College 6/17/2009
23. One Day 6/17/2009
24. My Path? ? 6/18/2009
25. Free Hand 7/1/2009
26. ~~~~~~~feeling~~~~~~~~ 10/7/2009
27. Engagement 10/12/2009
28. Meet Me Here 10/13/2009
29. Crush 3/13/2010
30. Home 4/5/2009
31. Each Other 6/14/2009
32. Glass Doors 5/25/2009
33. Four Women 7/5/2009
34. Crash (Drinking And Driving) 4/5/2009
35. Connection 6/8/2009

Comments about Brett Roberts

  • Janell Cressman (6/16/2009 7:04:00 PM)

    an amazing poet! ! a very kind and nice young man, a guy who has an amazing way with words and writing from his heart!

    Keep writing man, never lose who you are! !

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Best Poem of Brett Roberts


Our conversions lapse.
Our hearts lost on an endless excursion.

Remembering the time I first saw your face.
Embraced in my soul, you still linger.
The role she played was quite, but she earned her place.

Torn words of hope fall from her lips, let me help.
Your ship is sinking, come on don’t think.

Take a chance on me, even lean on me.

Past relationships and heart break.
Awake from the regular, which is your life.
See the world, smile and laugh with me.

This connection will last.

Inspiration will come quick, and I’ll make your ...

Read the full of Connection

Sail Away

Sail away with your loving heart, she said, “she will never step ashore again”
Compass in her hand. She’ll lose the map on how to get back to me.
Here I lay on this deserted beach, the sun beating on my now empty heart.
Pondering ways of how I can light a signal. So she can find her way back to me.

As loneliness, my reminder punches me in the face. I deserve all the hurt.
Never wanted to be the wind in her sail, that blew her away from me.
A category 5 hurricane can be amounted from all

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