Robert Melliard

Robert Melliard Poems

Each day's a diamond
when you lose someone you love.

You realize just how near death is.
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My son has given up his job:
he survived for almost a year
but finished up stressed-out.
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I'd like to know what an earth it means
when it says 'reviewed' in green
on my old computer screen
after the title of certain themes.
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I decided to put all my poems on Facebook and Twitter.

The result was startling.
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Occasionally, I find I can relax,
even without alcohol; forget
six years of mental pain;
feel more or less alive again.
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This time, my love, I want us to be slow
and kiss each other all around,
from side to side, head to toe.
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Once I came home late from work.

The first thing I saw was our dog.
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Songs get millions of hits on the net.
Poems get thousands at most.

Would-be bards, take music lessons soon!
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As a child I had a 'coloured' nanny
(actually I'm coloured too - I'm pink) .

Perhaps that's why I've always loved dark ladies:
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It's still the main problem:
there are just too many of us.

The more we multiply,
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Horreos and paneras are so unique
that there'd be queues of tourists
if such granaries were found in England.
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As I waited at a junction,
another driver nipped in front.
Unwisely, I had left a gap
between my van and the lights.
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13.

'What's love? ' she asks, and I reply:
'This strong, pure admiration
that I feel for you inside.'
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14.

In Spain they offer little 'tapas',
free, in bustling bars,
to savour with your beer or wine.
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15.

Ask citizens all over the world
to invite people of a different race
(and/or religion)
to their homes on Sundays -
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They never bought each other diamonds,
rubies, sapphires, pearls or gold.

The only precious things they keep
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Some couples argue all the time;
not about important things,
but trivia.
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You may be born any day now, any hour even.

But here I am alone, just waiting,
with a mixture of trepidation
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Most suicides occur here in the West,
where technology and commerce reign supreme.

Depression, like cancer, is a modern growth:
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Robert Melliard Biography

Brought up in Kent, England. Studied English at Cambridge University. Didn't take full advantage of that privilege in my working life. Now live in Oviedo, Spain. Married with three grown-up children.)

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Each Day's A Diamond

Each day's a diamond
when you lose someone you love.

You realize just how near death is.

We walk along a narrow ridge,
steep cliffs on either side.

And as we go,
our relatives and friends may fall,
forced off by accidents or illness,
as we ourselves may be, at any time.

So I repeat
each day's a gem: I'm learning to appreciate
its colour, light and shape.

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