Robert Rittel Poems

Those who acquaint themselves to that face,
and feel too ridiculed to embrace.
Learn its lessons, pass through and conquer,
hold sincerity by an golden anchor.
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Little splashing waves at the warm sea scented beach,
reflected moonlight large and low to seeming reach.
We were young, in love and trusted that destiny,
hearts so full of dreams and ideal ecstasy.
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Camino Poetica

Punching letters and keyboard penetration,
fostered dreams convey as salvation.
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It makes things only far more complicated,
and true values become separated.
When everything is for sale,
it has its great utopian stories to tell.
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Howling wind at new moon and its noise,
winged seeds and debridge in determined voice.
Darkness and dusted sculptures in cold demand,
fierce presence of ghosts in dust of sand.
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The heart has its mind in its palm,
the veiled face of soul so calm.
The hands of heart so bountiful,
making the tender mind resourceful.
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Memories knotted by a stimulating tread,
images attach themselves to some secret pled.
Tension and liquid courage stirring the night,
graving stimulation already in sight.
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In small proportion real beauty to know,
the full extent of perfection as slow grow.
Sense sublime deeply through all things,
a memory from long ago that still impels.
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Wave particle duality harmonic,
electromagnetic mean ratio subsonic.
Cohorts gravity gleaming in purple gold,
light forces and its tenacious sensuous fold.
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Love with what is more than love for sure,
infatuated with someone contemning every cure.
Telling new necessities about one self,
playing the game with nothing to loose on behalf.
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