Robert L. Bixler III

Rookie (February 14,1985 / Tulsa, Oklahoma)

Robert L. Bixler III Poems

1. Write Her Off 3/2/2005
2. Crestfallen 3/2/2005
3. Eternal Gain 3/2/2005
4. Last Breathe 3/2/2005
5. One Hour 3/2/2005
6. Lost Dance 3/2/2005
7. Amorphous Definition 3/2/2005
8. Fortress Of Solitude 3/8/2005
9. For I Am 3/8/2005
10. Untitled 4/18/2006
11. Jagged Blade Haze 4/18/2006
12. Sorrowful Cries 4/25/2006
13. The Moment 4/27/2006
14. Dancing In The Rain 6/18/2006
15. Zealous Touch 4/17/2005
16. A Rose 1/21/2005
17. One Man Of Gentry 1/21/2005
18. Transient Passion, Infinite Reflection 11/30/2004
19. Live, Love, Die 3/8/2005
20. Strings Of Time 3/8/2005
21. Treasured Moment 8/20/2005
22. Unseen 11/6/2005
23. Man Over-Board 1/21/2005
24. Laying In Shallows 1/31/2005
25. Childhood Lore 5/2/2005
26. Four Days And Three Nights At Sea 11/30/2004
27. Blind 11/30/2004
28. Escape 3/2/2005
29. Four Cursedly Short Years 3/2/2005
30. Time 3/2/2005
31. Fading Sentiment 3/2/2005
32. Child 3/2/2005
33. Class Of 2004 3/2/2005
34. Morning Eyes 3/2/2005
35. Eye To Eye 11/7/2004
36. Ghost 11/7/2004
37. Trials Of Romanticism 11/10/2004
38. Solus 11/7/2004
39. Ramblings 3/2/2005
40. Thine Beginning 3/2/2005

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Best Poem of Robert L. Bixler III

The Toy

You played him with pleasure multiples times over;
Turn the key and have him play the symbols for you,
But this monkey has reached his final smile
And is breaking his symbols to run out on you.

Man’s best friend has become your worst.
You’ve beaten the dog too many times.
He’s unleashing inner torment and lashing back,
Bearing his fangs till he clears the threshold.

Like the expended monkey and the abused dog,
I am on the run from you, as you’ve played me the same.
Know that my key is stripped and unable to be turned,
I am the leader of weary ...

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Eternal Gain

It is hard to embrace such grievances
But the beloved departed is always present
In the hearts and memories of those close at hand.
Holdfast to the joyous memories and let the weathering
Of time deliver your heart from
The pain of loss to the bliss of
Eternal Gain.