Terry Robert Poems

I would be taught many things, what love brings,
but difficult to fly without a pair of wings,
I was instructed in compassion and forgiveness,
to cherish, value, adore and gently caress.
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As we fandangoed across the floor, what more
could you wish for, forgotten days of yesteryore;
then you came on strong and nothing could be wrong,
when I saw you in mist and rain, the same again.
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They wanted me to do this - 'Do you mind if I watch? '
I said 'No' - as a seasoned pro, it was nothing,
someone said to me: 'How can you make love
when you don't love them? ' That was my job.
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Now it's spiritual, I love you in my dreams,
on the misty slopes of heaven where nothing's as it seems,
we made our own plan as Chopin played a tune,
waved to you, as we travelled past the moon.
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It was designed in order to break up their food,
but then could be used adversely according to mood,
most things I say are wrong, you know what I mean,
I really start to wonder about being heard and not seen.
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The birds flew in an arrow shape with me in front,
nothing could stop us including a passing cormorant,
swallow hard to escape the claws of northern winter,
to find lush marshlands of a southern parameter.
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A MULTI-COLORED AURA IN THE SKY MADE YOU SIGH,
AND REALIZE THAT GOD'S BEAUTY SHOULDN'T PASS YOU BY;
YOU RARELY HAVE THEM IN THE SOUTH, A DICHOTOMY,
THEY THINK THEY'E BETTER AND PRONOUNCE THINGS DIFFERENTLY.
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Lancelot went thro' the lists ticking off heads,
lost count of how many he'd had in his beds,
handing a garter to the queen was wrong gender,
although he supposed that she could return to sender.
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