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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