Debra Kay Robinson
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Debra Kay Robinson Poems
Rest Well Among the Angels (A Tribute Po...
Insight to her world And all that words can be Most gracious woman Phenomenally.
I lost a love. Sorting it out in the privacy of my silence I remember—
A sharing with others Of all that you are— Or dream of being.
Through waves of smoke and destruction, Men and women who sacrificed all, Their measure of assurance and commitment, That Old Glory forever stands tall.
Your strength was certain Somewhere to turn My refuge, my family, my friend
Critics, Teachers and Mentors
Critics, unlike teachers and mentors Use their words like sticks of dynamite, creating carnage. Boisterous tornados, Mindlessly ripping through trailer parks
The Tapestry of Life
Hidden within the spectrum of invisible light A fabric is woven By threads of pure energy Through the binding of molecules, chemicals and small electrical charges
Mankind— Possessing the power and position, to control everything; and every one.
At What Cost? (A JFK Tribute Poem)
November 22,1963 Three shots,
Arlington National Cemetary
In the rolling hills of Arlington White headstones stand row by row. A sacred trust— Bestowed upon these hallowed grounds.
Comments about Debra Kay Robinson
(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)
(March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963)
(10 December 1830 – 15 May 1886)
(26 April 1564 - 23 April 1616)
(12 July 1904 – 23 September 1973)
(1 February 1902 – 22 May 1967)
Edgar Allan Poe
(19 January 1809 - 7 October 1849)
(31 May 1819 - 26 March 1892)
(16 August 1920 – 9 March 1994)
Rest Well Among the Angels (A Tribute Poem to Maya Angelou)
Insight to her world
And all that words can be
Most gracious woman
The power of your presence
Your eloquence and your rhyme
Now you lay your head to rest
And forever you will rise!
The lyric, the love
The lessons that were learned
The colors of your rainbow
The beauty in what we've heard.
Those things a person must come to know
So few yet understand
Love was your compass
And the power behind your pen.
What you put out in this world